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THE 


PSALMS 


OF 


DAVID, 

Imitated in the Language of the 

NEW TESTAMENT, 

And applied to the 

Christian State and Worship. 

BY L WATTS, D. D. 


Luke xxiv. 44. All things must be fulfilled which were written in 
——the PSALMS concerning me. 

Heb. xi. 3a. DAVID, SAMUEL, and the Prophets—— Ver. 40. 
That they without us should not be made perfect. 


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A TABLE 

To find any Psalm by the first Line. 




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A LL ye that love the Lord, rejoice - 249» 

Almighty Ruler of the skies - 25 

Amidst thy wrath remember love - 72 

Among th’ assemblies of the great - 136 

Among the princes, earthly gods - - 141 

And will the God of grace - - 136 

Are all the foes of Zion fools - 97 

Are sinners now so senseless grown - 32 

Arise, my gracious God - 37 

Awake, ye saints, to praise your King 224 

B EHOLD the lofty sky - f 41 

Behold the morning sun - 42 

Behold the love, the generous love - 67 

Behold the sure foundation stone - - 194 

Behold thy waiting servant, Lord - 203 

Bless, O my soul, the living God - 168 

Blest are the sons of peace - - 222 

Blest are the souls that hear and know 144 

Blest are the undefil’d in heart - - 196 

Blest is the man, forever blest - - 60 

Blest is the man, whose bowels move - 77 

Blest is the man who shuns the place 13 

Blest is the nation where the Lord - 62 

C HILDREN, in years and knowledge young 64 
Come, children, learn to fear the Lord 66 
Come, let our voices join to raise - - 158 

Come, sound his praise abroad - - 157 

Consider all my sorrows, Lord - 205 

D AVID rejoic’d in God his strength 46 

Deep in our hearts let us record - 117 






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TABLE OF PSALMS. 


Page. 


E ARLY, my God, without delay - 104 

Exalt the Lord our God - - 163 

I T'AR as thy name is known - - 85 

. Father, I bless thy gentle hand - 208 

Father, I sing thy wondrous grace - 117 

Firm and unmov’d are they - - 214 

Firm was my health, my day was bright 57 

Fools in their hearts believe and say - 32 

Forever blessed be the Lord - - 237 

Forever shall my song record - - 142 

From age to age exalt his name - 178 

From ail that dwell below the skies - 192 

From deep distress and troubled thoughts 219 

G IVE thanks to God; he reigns above 178 
Give thanks to God, invoke his name 174 
Give thanks to God most high - - 226 

Give thanks to God, the sovereign Lord 225 

Give to our God immortal praise - 228 

Give to th^ Lord, ye sons of fame - 56 

God in his earthly temple lays - - 142 

God is the refuge of his saints 83 

God, my supporter and my hope - 323 

God of my childhood and my youth - 320 

God of eternal love - 177 

God of my life, look gently down - 74 

God of my mercy and my praise - 182 

Good is the Lord, the heavenly King - 110 

Great is the Lord, exalted high ■* 224 

Great is the Lord ; his works of might 185 
Great is the Lord our God - 85 

Great God, attend, while Zion sings - 138 

Great God, how oft did Israel prove - 133 

Great God, indulge my humble claim 305 

Great God, whose universal sway - - y 2 l 

Great God, the heaven’s well order’d frame 44 
Great Shepherd of thine Israel - - 134 

H AD not the Lord, ifiay Israel say - 213 

Happy is he that fears the Lord 187 

Happy the city where their sons - 237 

Happy the man to whom his God - 60 


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Happy the man whose cautious feet - 14 

Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face - 365 

Hear what the Lord in vision said - 144 

Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail - 29 

He reigns, the Lord the Saviour reigns 360 
He that hath made his refuge God - 350 

High in the heavens, eternal God 68 

How awful is thy clvastening rod - 130 

How did my heart rejoice to hear - 211 

How fast their guilt and sorrows rise - 34 

How long, O Lord, shall I complain - 30 

How long wilt thou conceal thy face - 31 

How pleasant, how divinely fair - - 137 

How pleasant ’tis to see - - 222 

How pleas’d and bless’d was I - - 212 

How shall the young secure their hearts 198 

I F God succeed not, all the cost - 216 

If God to build the house deny - 216 

I lift my soul to God - 52 

I’ll bless the Lord from day to day - 65 

1 11 praise my Maker with my breath 241 

I love the Lord; he heard mv cries - 191 

Ill speak the honours of my King - 81 

In all my vast concerns with thee - 232 

In anger. Lord, rebuke me not - 21 

I« God’s own house pronounce his praise 250 

In Judah God of old was known - - 128 

Into thine hand, O God of truth - 58 

I set the Lord before my face - - 36 

Is there ambition in my heart - - 220 

It is the Lord our Saviour’s hand - 167 

I waited patient for the Lord - - 75 

I will extol thee, Lord, on high 57 

J EHOVAH reigns; he dwells in light 153 
Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne 184 

Jesus shall reign where’er the sun - 121 

Joy to the world! the Lord is come - 162 

Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways 54 
Judges, who rule the world by laws - 101 

Just are thy ways, and true thy word - 
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TABLE OF PSALMS. 


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L EI' all the earth their voices raise 159 

Let all the heathen writers join - 200 

Let children hear the mighty deeds - 131 

Let every creature join - - 247 

Let every tongue thy goodness speak 239 

Let God arise in all his might - - 112 

Let God the Father, and the Son - 250 

Let sinners take their course * 99 

Let Zion and her sons rejoice - - 167 

Let Zion in her King rejoice - - 83 

Let Zion praise the mighty God - - 243 

Long as 1 live I’ll bless thy name - 238 

Lord, hast thou cast the nation off - 102 

Lord, I am thine ; but thou wilt proi e 37 

Lord, I am vile, conceiv’d in sin - 95 

Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes - - 21 

Lord, I esteem thy judgments right - 200 

Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults - 149 

Lord, if thou dost not soon appear - 29 

Lord, I have made thy word my choice 201 

Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear - 20 

Lord, I will bless thee all my days - 64 

Lord, I would spread my sore distress 96 

Lord of the worlds above - - - 139 

Lord, thou hast call’d thy grace to mind 140 
Lord, thou hast heard thy servant ciy - 194 
Lord, thou hast search’d and seen me through 230 
Lord thou hast seen my soul sincere - 39 

Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray - 19 

Lord, ’tis a pleasant tiling to stand - 153 

Lord, we have heard thy works of old 79 

Lord, what a feeble piece - - 150 

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I 124 
Lord, what is man, poor feeble man - 237 

Lord, what was man when made at first 25 

Lord, when I count thy mercies o’er - 234 

Lord, when thou didst ascend on high - 113 

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord - - 246 

Lo ! what a glorious comer-stone - - 196 

Lo, what an entertaining sight - - 222 

M AKER and sovereign Lord - - 14 

Mercy and judgment are my song 165 


tABLE OF PSALM.S. Vii 

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Mine eyes and my desire - - - 54* 

My God, accept my early vows - 234 

My God, consider my distress - - 204 

My God, how many are my fears - 18 

My God, in whom are all the springs - 101 

My God, my everlasting hope - - 119 

My God, my King, thy various praise 238 
My God, permit my tongue - - 106 

My God, the steps of pious men - 72 

My God, what inward grief I feel - 232 

My heart rejoices in thy name - 58 

My never ceasing song shall show - 143 

My refuge is the God of love - 28 

My righteous Judge, my gracious God 235 

My Saviour and my King 80 

My Saviour, my almighty Friend - 119 

My shepherd is the living Lord 49 

My shepherd will supply my need - 50 

My soul, how lovely is the place - 138 

My soul lies cleaving to the dust - - 207 

My soul, repeat his praise - - 170 

My soul, thy great Creator praise - 172 

My spirit looks to God alone - - 103 

My spirit sinks within me. Lord - - 78 

My trust is in my heavenly Friend - 22 

N O sleep nor slumber to his eyes - 221 

Not to ourselves, who are but dust 189 
Not to our names, thou only just and true 190 
Now be my heart inspir’d to sing - 82 

Now from the roaring lion’s rage - 48 

Now I’m convinc’d the Lord is kind - 122 

Now let our lips, with holy fear - - 116 

Now let our mournful songs record - 49 

Now may the God of power and grace 45 
Now plead my cause, almighty God - 66 

Now shall my solemn vows be paid - 111 

Now to the great and sacred Three - 251 

O ALL ye nations, praise the Lord - 195 

O blessed souls are they - - 59 

O bless the Lord, my soul - ■ - 270 

Of justice and of grace I sing - - 365 


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O for a shout of sacred joy - - 84 

() God, my refuge, hear my cries - 98 

O God of "grace and righteousness - - 19 

O God of mercy, hear my call - 97 

O God, to "whom revenge belongs - - 155 

O happy man whose soul is fill’d - 217 

O happy nation, where the Lord - - 68 

O how I love thy holy law - - 199 

O Lord, how many are my foes - - 18 

O Lord, our heavenly King - - - 23 

O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great 24 
O that the Lord would guide my ways 203 

O that thy statutes, every hour - - 206 

O thou that liear’st when sinners cry - 95 

O thou, whose grace and justice reign. 213 

O thou, whose justice reigns on high - 100 

Our God, our help in ages past - - 148 

Our land, O Lord, with songs of praise 46 
Out of the deeps of long distress - 218 

O what a stiff rebellious house - - 131 

P RAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee 109 
Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name 223 
Praise ye the Lord; my heart shall join 240 

Praise ye the Lord; ’tis good to raise 242 

Preserve me, Lord, in time of need - 34 

R EJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord 61 

Remember, Lord, our mortal state 146 

Return, O God of love, return - - 150 

S ALVATION is forever nigh - - 141 

Save me, O God, the swelling floods 114 

Save me, O Lord, from ev’ry foe 35 

See what a living stone - - 195 

Shew pity. Lord; O Lord, forgive - 94 

Shine, mighty God, on this our land - 112 

Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord - - 110 

Sing to the Lord aloud - - - - 135 

Sing to the Lord Jehovah’s name - - 156 

Sing to the Lord with joyful voice - 163 

Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands - 158 

.Songs of immortal "praise belong - 184 


TABLE OF PSALMS. 


boon as I heard my Father say 
Sure there’s a righteous God 
Sweet is the memory of thy grace 
Sweet is the work, my God, my King 

T E A9 H me measu re of my days 
A lh Almighty reigns, exalted high - 

1 hat man is blest who stands in awe - 185 

Ihe earth forever is the Lord’s - - 51 

Thee wiU I love, O Lord, my strength 38 
1 he God Jehovah reigns - - 162 

The God of glory sends his summons forth 92 
1 he God of mercy be ador’d - - 250 

1 he God of our salvation hears - 107 

rru T heavens declare thy glory, Lord - 43 

1 he King of saints, how fair his face - 82 

l he Lord appears my helper now - 198 

1 ne Lord, how T wondrous are his ways 169 

The Lord is come, the heavens proclaim 160 

1 he Lord Jehovah reigns • _ 154 

The Lord my shepherd is - - 51 

The Lord of glory is my light - 55 

lhe Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high 154 

Ihe Lord, the Judge, before his throne 88 

J J ie t rc ^ Judge, his churches warns 90 

1 he Lord, the sovereign King - - 227 

1 he Lord, the sovereign, sendshis summons forth 90 
lhe man is ever blest - - - 14 

The praise of Zion waits for thee - 107 

The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought 77 
Think, mighty God, on feeble man - 146 

This is the day the Lord hath made - 194 

This spacious earth is all the Lord’s - 52 

Thou art my portion, O my God - -198 

Thou God of love, thou ever blest - 208 

Thrice happy man, who fears the Lord 186 

Through every age, eternal God - 147 

Thus I resolv’d before the Lord - - 73 

Thus saith the Lord, the spacious fields 89 
Thus saith the Lord, your work is vain 76 
Thus the eternal Father spake - - 183 

Thus the great Lord of earth and sea - 183 
Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord - 202 


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Thy name, Almighty Lord - - 193 

Thy works of glory, mighty Lord - - 180 

’Tis b£ thy strength the mountains stand 109 
To God I cry’d with mournful voice - 129 

To God I made my sorrows known - 235 

To God the Father, God the Son - 250 

To God the Father’s throne - - 251 

To God the great, the ever blest - 176 

To heaven I lift my waiting eyes - 210 

To our almighty Maker, God - - 161 

To thee, before the dawning light - 197 

To thee, most holy, and most high - 127 

To thine almighty arm we owe - 41 

’Twas for our sake, eternal God - 118 

’Twas from thy hand, my God, I came 231 

’Twas in the watches of the night - 104 

V AIN man, on foolish pleasures bent 179 

Unshaken as the sacred hill - 214 

Up from my youth, may Israel say - 217 

Up to the hills I lift mine eyes * - - 209 

Upward I lift mine eyes - - 210 

W E bless the Lord, the just, the good 114. 

We love thee, Lord, and we adore 40 

What shall I render to my God - 192 

When Christ to judgment shall descend 89 

When God is nigh my faith is strong - 35 

When God, provok’d with daring crimes 181 

When God restor’d our captive state - 215 

When God reveal’d his gracious name - 215 

When Israel, freed from Pharaoh’s hand 189 

When Israel sms, the Lord reproves - 132 

When I with pleasing wonder stand - 233 

When man grows bold in sin - 69 

When, overwhelm’d with grief - 103 

When pain and anguish seize me, Lord 207 

When the great Judge, supreme and just 26 

Where shall the man be found - 53 

Where shall we go to seek and find - 220 
While I keep silence, and conceal - 61 

While men grow bold in wicked ways - 68 

Who shall ascend thy heavenly place - 33 


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Who shall inhabit in thy hill - - 33 

Who win arise and plead my right - 156 

Why did the Jews proclaim their rage 17 

Why did the nations join to slay - iq 

Why do the proud insult the poor - 88 

Why do the wealthy wicked boast - 17 

Why doth the Lord stand off so far - 2 7 

Why doth the man of riches grow - 86 

Why has my God my soul forsook - 47 

Why should I vex my soul, and fret - 70 

Will God forever cast us off - - 125 

With all my powers of heart and tongue 129 

With earnest longings of the mind - 78 

With my whole heart I’ll raise my song 26 

With my whole heart I’ve sought thy face 204 
With reverence let the saints appear - 143 

With songs and honours sounding loud 243 

Would you behold the works of God - 180 

Y E angels round the throne - - 251 

Ye holy souls, in God rejoice - 62 

Ye islands of the northern sea - 161 

Ye nations of the earth, rejoice * - 163 

Ye servants of th’ almighty King - 188 

Ye sons of men, a feeble race - - 151 

Ye sons of pride, that hate the just - 87 

Ye that delight to serve the Lord - 187 

Ye that obey th’ immortal King - 223 

Ye tribes of Adam, join - - 244 

Yet (saitl) the Lord) if David’s race - 145 





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THE 


PSALMS OF DAVID, 

IMITATED IN THE LANGUAGE OF THE 

NEW TESTAMENT. 


Psalm 1 . Common Metre. [*] 

The way and end of the righteous and the wicked, 
1 "O LEST is the man who shuns the place 
D Where sinners love meet; 

Who fears to tread their wicked ways, 

And hates the scoffer’s seat: 

£ But in the statutes of the Lord 
Has plac’d his chief delight; 

By day he reads or hears the word. 

And meditates by night. 

3 [He, like a plant of generous kind. 

By living waters set, 

Safe from the storms and blasting wind, 

Enjoys a peaceful state.] 

4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair 

Shall his profession shine ; 

While fruits of holiness appear. 

Like clusters on the vine. 

■3 Not so the impious and unjust; 

What vain designs they form! 

Their hopes are blown away, like dust. 

Or chaff* before the storm. 

6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand 

Amongst the sons of grace. 

When Christ the Judge at his right hand 
Appoints his saints a place. 

7 His eye beholds the path they tread; 

His heart approves it well ; 

But crooked ways of sinners lead 
Down to the gates of hell. 

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Psalm 1 . Short Metre. [$] 

The saint happy, the sinner miserable. 

1 TpHE man is ever blest 

A Who shuns the sinners’ ways. 

Amongst their councils never stands. 

Nor takes the scorner’s place: 

2 But makes the law of God 
His study and delight. 

Amidst the labours of the day, 

And watches of the night. 

3 He, like a tree, shall thrive. 

With waters near the root : 

Fresh as the leaf his name shall live; 

His works are heavenly fruit. 

4 Not so th’ ungodly race ; 

They no such blessings find; 

Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff 
Before the driving wind. 

5 How will they bear to stand 
Before that judgment seat. 

Where all the saints at Christ’s right hand 
In full assembly meet? 

6 He knows and he approves 
The way tl*e righteous go; 

But sinners and their works shall meet 
A dreadful overthrow. 


Psalm 1 . Long Metre. [$$] 

The difference between the righteous and the wicked^ 

1 T_J APPY the man, whose cautious feet 

A A Shun the broad way which sinners go, 
Who hates the place where atheists meet. 

And fears to talk as scoffers da 

2 He loves t’ employ his morning light 
Amongst the statutes of the Lord; 

And spends the wakeful hours of night 
With pleasure, pond’ring o’er his word. 

3 He, like a plant, by gentle streams. 

Shall flourish in immortal green ; 

And heaverv will shine with kindest beams 
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Psalm 2, 


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4 But sinners find their counsels cross’d: 

As chaff before the tempest flies, 

So shall their hopes be blown and lost, 

W hen the last trumpet shakes the skies. 

5 In vain the rebel seeks to stand 
Li judgment with the pious race; 

The dreadful Judge, with stern command, 
Divides him to a different place. 

6 “Straight is the way my saints have trod; 

“I blest the path, and drew it plain ; 

“ But you would choose the crooked road, 

“ And down it leads to endless pain.” 

Psalm 2. Short Metre, [^] 

Translated according to the divine pattern. 

Acts iv. 24, &c. 

Christ dying , rising , interceding , and reigning 1 

1 [A TAKER and sovereign Lord 

iVJL Of heaven, and earth, and seas. 

Thy providence confirms thy word., 

And answers thy decrees. 

2 The things so long foretold 
By David, are fulfill’d. 

When Jews and Gentiles join to slay 
Jesus, thine holy child.] 

3 Why did the Gentiles rage. 

And Jew r s, with one accord. 

Bend all their counsels to destroy 
Th’ Anointed of the Lord? 

4 Rulers and kings agree 
To form a vain design ; 

Against the Lord their powers unite* 

Against his Christ they join. 

5 The Lord derides their rage. 

And will support his throne; 

He who hath rais’d him from the dead 
Hath own’d him for his Son. 

Pause. 

6 Now he’s ascended high. 

And asks to rule the earth: 

The merit of his blood he pleads* 

And pleads his heavenly birth.. 




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Psalm 2 


7 He asks, and God bestows 
A large inheritance: 

Far as the world’s remotest ends 
His kingdom shall advance, 

8 The nations that rebel 
Must feel his iron rod; 

He’ll vindicate those honours well 
Which he receiv’d from God. 

9 [Be wise, ye rulers, now. 

And worship at his throne; 

With trembling joy, ye people, bow 
To God’s exalted Son. 

10 If once his wrath arise. 

Ye perish on the place; 

Then blessed is the soul that flies 
For refuge to his grace.] 

Psalm 2. Common Metre, [b] 



Why did they cast his laws away, 

. And tread his gospel down? 

2 The Lord, who sits above the skies. 

Derides their rage below, 

He speaks with vengeance in his eyes, 
And strikes their spirits through. 

3 “ I call him my eternal Son, 

“ And raise him from the dead ; 

“I make my holy hill his throne, 

“ And wide his kingdom spread. 

4 “ Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy 

“ The utmost heathen lands : 
u Thy rod of iron shall destroy 
“ The rebel who withstands.” 

5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, 

Obey th’ anointed Lord, 

Adore the King of heavenly birth, 

And tremble at his word. 

6 With humble love address his throne: 

For, if he frown, ye die: 

Those are secure, and those alone. 
Who on his grace rely. 




Psalm 2. 


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Psalm 2. Long Metre, [b] 

Christ's death , resurrection , ascension. 

1 T X7HY did the Jews proclaim their rage ? 

V V The Romans, why their swords employ ? 
Against the Lord their powers engage. 

His dear Anointed to destroy. 

2 “ Come, let us break his bands,” they say, 

** This man shall never give us laws 
And thus they cast his yoke away, 

And nail’d the Monarch to the cross. 

3 But God, who high in glory reigns, 

Laughs at their pride, their rage controls.; 
He’ll vex their hearts with inward pains, 

And speak in thunder to their souls. 

4 “ I will maintain the King I made, 

“ On Zion’s everlasting hill; 

“ My hand shall bring him from the dead, 

“ And he shall stand your Sovereign still.” 

5 [His wondrous rising from the earth 
Makes his eternal Godhead known ; 

The Lord declares his heavenly birth, 

“ This day have I begot my Son. 

6 “ Ascend, my Son, to my right hand ; 

“ There thou shalt ask, and I bestow 
“ The utmost bounds of heathen land : 

“ To thee the northern isles shall bow.”] 

7 But nations that resist his grace. 

Shall fall beneath his iron stroke; 

His rod shall crush his foes with ease, 

As potter’s earthen work is broke. 

Pause. 

8 Now ye who sit on earthly thrones, 

Be wise, and serve the Lord the Lamb; 

Now at his feet submit your crowns, 

Rejoice and tremble at his .name. 

9 With humble love address the Son, 

Lest he grow angiy, and ye die; 

His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, 

If ye provoke his jealousy. 

10 His storms shall drive you quick to hell , 

He is a God, and ye but dust: 

Happy the souls that know him well. 

And make his grace their only trust. 

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Psalm 3. 

Psalm 3. Common. Metre. 

Doubts and fears suppressed ; or, God our de¬ 
fence from sin and Satan. 

1 A/fY God, how many are my fears! 

1V1 How fast my foes increase! 

Conspiring my eternal death. 

They break my present peace. 

2 The lying tempter would persuade 

There's no relief in heaven; 

And all my swelling sins appear 
Too big to be forgiven. 

3 But thou, my glory and my strength, 

Shalt on the tempter tread, 

Shalt silence all my threatening guilt. 

And raise my drooping head. 

4 [I crv’d, and from his holy hill 

He bow’d a listening ear; 

I call’d my Father and my God, 

And he subdu’d my fear. 

5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes. 

In spite of all my foes ; 

I ’woke, and wonder’d at the grace 
Which guarded my repose.] 

6 What though the hosts ot death and helt 

All arm’d against me stood ! 

Terrors no more shall shake my soul; 

My refuge is my God. 

7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, 

While I thy glory sing: 

My God has broke the ^serpent’s teeth. 

And death has lost his sting. 

8 Salvation to the Lord belongs; 

His arm alone can save: 

Blessings attend thy people here. 

And reach beyond the grave. 

Psalm 3. Long Metre, [b] 

Ver. 1—5. A morning Psalm. 

5 /'"'V LORD, how many are my foes. 

In this weak state of flesh and blood* 
My peace they daily discompose. 

But my defence and hope is God. 

2 Tir’d with the burdens of the day. 

To thee I rais’d an evening cry; * 





Psalm 4, 


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Thou heard’st wherf I began to pray, 

And thine almighty help was nigh. * 

3 Supported by thine heavenly aid, 

I laid me down and slept secure: 

Not death should make my heart afraid. 
Though I should wake arid rise no more. 

4 But God sustain’d me all the night; 

Salvation doth to God belong; 

He rais’d my head to see the light. 

And makes his praise my morning song. 

Psalm 4. Long Metre. [t>] 

Ver. 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7. Hearing of firayer ; or y 
God our fiortion , and Christ our ho fie. 

1 GOD of grace and righteousness, 

W Hear and attend when I complain; 

Thou hast enlarg’d me in distress. 

Bow down a gracious ear again. 

2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try 
To turn my glory inta shame ; 

How long will scoffers love to lie. 

And dare reproach my Saviour’s name? 

3 Know that the Loi*d divides his saints 
From all the tribes of men beside ; 

He hears the c*y of penitents 

For the dear sake of Christ who dy’d. 

4 When our obedient hands have done 
A thousand works of righteousness, 

We put our trust in God alone, 

And glorv in his pard’ning grace. 

5 Let the unthinking many say. 

Who will bestow some earthly good? 

But, Lord, thy light and love we pray; 

Our souls desire this heavenly food. 

6 Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice 
At grace and favour so divine ; 

Nor will I change my happy choice 
For all their corn and all their wine. 


Psalm 4. Common Metre. [*] 

Ver. 3, 4, 5, 8. jin evening Psalm . 


L ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray * 
I am forever thine; 






2*0 Psalm 5. 


I fear before thee all the day. 

Nor would I dare to sin. 

2 And while I rest my weary head. 

From cares and business free, 

’Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
With my own heart and thee;;. 

3 I pay this evening sacrifice; 

And when my work is done, 

Great God, my faith and hope relies 
Upon thy grace alone. 

4 Thus, with my thoughts compos’d to peace,. 

I’ll give mine eyes to sleep; 

Thy hand in safety keeps my days, 

And will ray slumbers keep. 

Psalm 5. Common Metre. 

For the Lord's day morning. 

1 T ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear, 

JLj My voice ascending high; 

To thee will I direct my prayer. 

To thee lift up mine eye. 

2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone. 

To plead for all his saints, 

Presenting at his Father’s throne 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Tliou art a God, before whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand: 

Sinners shall ne’er be thy delight. 

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 

4 But to thy house will I resort. 

To taste thy mercies there; 

I will frequent thine holy court. 

And worship in thy fear. 

5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 

In ways of righteousness! 

Make every path of duty straight 
And plain before my face. 

Pause. 

6 My watchful enemies combine 

To tempt my feet astray; 

They flatter with a base design 
To make my soul their prey. 


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Psalm 6. 


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7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust. 

And all his plots destroy ; 

While those, who in thy mercy trust. 
Forever shout -for joy. 

S The men, who love and fear thy name. 
Shall see their hopes fulfill’d; 

The mighty God will compass them 
With favour as a shield. 

Psalm 6. Common Metre. [b] 

Complaint in sickness; or, diseases healed. 

1 TN anger, Lord, rebuke me not, 

X Withdraw the dreadful storm ; 

Nor let thy fury grow so hot 

Against a feeble worm. 

2 My soul’s bow’d down with heavy cares, 

My flesh with pain oppress’d; 

My couch is witness to my tears. 

My tears forbid my rest. 

3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days; 

I waste the night with cries, 

Counting the minutes as they pass. 

Till the slow morning rise. 

4 Shall I be still tormented more ? 

Mine eyes consum’d with grief? 

How long, my God, how long before 
Thy hand affords relief? 

5 He hears when dust and ashes speak ; 

He pities all our groans ; 

He saves us for his mercy’s sake. 

And heals our broken bones. 

6 The virtue of his sovereign word 

Restores our fainting breath; 

But silent graves praise not the Lord, 

Nor is he known in death. 

Psalm 6. Long Metre. [t>] 

Temptations in sickness overcome. 

1 T ORD, 1 can suffer thy rebukes 

Li When thou with kindness dost chastise; 
But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear; 

O let it not against me rise ! 






22 Psalm 7* 


2 Pity my languishing estate, 

And ease the sorrows which I feel; 

The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, 

O let thy gentler touches heal! 

3 See how I pass my weary days 

In sighs and groans; and when ’tis night. 

My bed is water’d with my tears; 

My grief consumes and dims my sight. 

4 Look how the powers of nature mourn! 

How long, almighty God, how long ? 

When shall thine hour of grace return ? 

When shall I make thy grace my song ? 

5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, 

My thoughts are tempted to despair: 

But graves can never praise the Lord, 

For all is dust and silence there. 

6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul; 

And all despairing thoughts depart; 

My God, who hears my humble moan. 

Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart. 

Psalm 7. Common Metre. [^] 

God ’v care ofhisfieofile , andfiunishment offiersecutors,. 

1 TV/TY trust is in my heavenly Friend, 

1VX My hope in thee, my God ; 

Rise, and my helpless life defend 

From those who seek my blood. 

2 With insolence and fury they 

My soul in pieces tear. 

As hungry lions rend the prey. 

When no deliverer’s near. 

3 If I had e’er provok’d them first. 

Or once abus’d my foe. 

Then let him tread my life to dust. 

And lay mine honour low. 

4 If there be malice, hid in me, 

I know thy piercing eyes ; 

I should not dare appeal to thee* 

Nor ask my God to rise. 

5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand. 

Their pride and power control; 

Awake to judgment, and command 
Deliverance for my soul. 




Psalm 8 


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Pause. 

6 [Let sinners and their wicked rage 

Be humbled to the dust: 

Shall not the God of truth engage 
To vindicate the just r* 

7 He knows the heart, he tries the reiq?, 

He will defend th’ upright : 

His sharpest arrows he ordains 
Against the sons of spite. 

8 For me their malice digg’d a pit, 

But there themselves are cast; 

My God makes all their mischief liglit 
On their own heads at last.] 

9 That cruel, persecuting race 

Must feel his dreadful sword ; 

Awake, my soul,, and praise the grace 
And justice of the Lord. 

Psalm 8. Short Metre. [^] 

God's sovereignty and goodness , and man's do - 
minion over the creatures. 

1 LORD, our heavenly King, 

W Thy name is all divine; 

Thy glories round the earth are spread* 

And o’er the heavens they shine. 

2 When to thv works on high 
I raise my wond’ring eyes. 

And see the moon, complete in light, 

Adorn the darksome skies: 

3 When I survey the stars. 

And all their shining forms. 

Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, 
A-kin to dust and worms ! 

4 Lord, what is worthless man, 

That thou shouldst love him so ! 

Next to thine angels is he plac’d. 

And lord of all below, 

5 Thine honours crown his head, 

While beasts like slaves obey, 

And birds that cut the air with wipjjS, 

And fish that cleave the sea. 

6 How rich thy bounties are \ 

And wondrous are thy ways; 




24 Psalm 8. 

Of dust and worms thy power can frame 
A monument of praise. 

7 [Out of the mouths of babes 
And sucklings, thou canst draw 

Surprising honours to thy name! 

And strike the world with awe. 

8 O Lord, our heavenly King* 

Thy name is all divine; 

Thy glories round the earth are spread. 

And o’er the heavens they shine.] 

Psalm 8. Common Metre. [*] 

Christ's condescension and glorification; or, God 
made man. 

1 LORD, our Lord, how wondrous great 
Is thine exalted name ! 

The glories of thy heavenly state 
Let men and babes proclaim. 

3 When I beheld thy works on high. 

The moon, which rules the night. 

And stars, that well adorn the sky. 

Those moving worlds of light: 

3 Lord, what is man, or all his race. 

Who dwells so far below. 

That thou shouldst visit him with grace. 

And love his nature so! 

4 That thine eternal Son should bear 

To take a mortal form, 

Made lower than his angels nrc. 

To save a dying worm! 

5 [Yet while he liv’d on earth unknown. 

And men would not adore, 

Th’ obedient seas and fishes own 
His Godhead and his power. 

6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet; 

And fish, at his command, 

Bring their large shoals to Peter’s net, 

Bring tribute to his hand. 

7 These lesser glories of the Son 

Shone through the fleshly cloud ; 

Now we behold him on his throng 
And men confess him God.] 




Psalm 8, 


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8 Let him be crown’d with majesty 

Who bow’d his head to death ; 

And be his honours sounded high. 

By all things that have breath. 

9 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great 

Is thine exalted name ; 

The glories of thy heavenly state 
Let the whole earth proclaim. 

Psalm 8. 1// Part. Long Metre. [&] 

Ver. 1, 2, paraphrased. 

The hosanna oj the children ; or, infants praising God. 

1 A LMIGHTY Ruler of the skies, 

xL Through the wide earth thy name is spread; 

And thine eternal glories rise 

O’er all the heavens thy hands have made. 

2 To thee the voices of the young 
A monument of honour raise ; 

And babes, with uninstructed tongue. 

Declare the wonders of thy praise. 

S Thy power assists their tender age 
To bring proud rebels to the ground ; 

To still the bold blasphemers’ rage. 

And all their policies confound. 

4 Children amidst thy temple throng 
To see their great Redeemer’s face; 

The Son of David is their song. 

And young hosannas fill the place. 

5 The frowning scribes and angry priests 
In vain their impious cavils bring; 

Revenge sits silent in their breasts. 

While Jewish babes proclaim their King. 

Psalm 8. 2 d Part . Long Metre, [fo] 

Ver. 3, &c. paraphrased. 

Adam and Christ , lords'of the old and new creation. 

1 T ORl), what was man when made at first ! 
i-j Adam, the offspring of the dust! 

That thou shouldst set him and his race 
But just below an angel’s place! 

2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so, 

And make him lord of all below ; 

Make every beast and bird submit. 

And lay the fishes at his feet! 





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Psalm 9 


3 But O ! what brighter glories wait 
To crown the Second Adam’s state ! 
What honours shall thy Son adorn. 
Who condescended to be born! 

4 See him below his angels made? 

See him in dust among the dead. 

To save a ruin'd world from sin; 

But he shall reign with power divine! 

5 The world to come, redeem’d from all 
The miseries which attend the fall. 
New made, and glorious, shall submit 
At our exalted Saviour’s feet. 


Psalm 9. 1st Part . Common Metre. 

Wrath and mercy from the judgment seat. 



Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong, 
Wilt put my foes to shame. 


2 I’ll sing thy majesty and grace ; 

My God prepares his throne 
To judge the world in righteousness, 

And make liis vengeance known. 

3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove 

For all the poor oppress’d; 

To save the people of his love, 

And give the weary rest. 

4 The men who know thy name will trust 

In thy abundant grace ; 

For thcu hast ne’er forsook the just, 

Who humbly sought thy face. 

5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, 

Who dwells on Zion’s hill. 

Who executes his threatening word. 

And doth his grace fulfil. 

Psalm 9. 2 d Part . Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 12. The wisdom and equity of Providence. 

1 XXTHEN the great Judge, supreme and just, 

VV Shall once inquire for blood, 

The humble souls, who mourn in dust. 

Shall find a faithful God. 

2 He from the dreadful gates of death 

Doqs hfc own children raise; 





Psalm 10, 


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In Zion’s gates, with cheerful breath, 

They sing their Father’s praise. 

3 His foes shall fall, with heedless feet. 

Into the pit they made; 

And sinners perish in the net 
Which, their own hands had spread. 

4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God, 

Are thy deep counsels known : 

When men of mischief are destroy’d. 

The snare must be their own. 

Pause. 

5 The wicked shall sink down to hell ; 

Thy wrath devour the lands 
That’dare forget thee, or rebel 
Against thy known commands. 

6 Though saints to sore distress are brought. 

And wait, and long complain. 

Their cries shall never be forgot. 

Nor shall their hopes be vain. 

7 [Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat, 

To judge and save the poor; 

Let nations tremble at thy feet. 

And man prevail no more. 

8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud, 

And put their hearts to pain. 

Make them confess that thou art God, 

And they but feeble men.] 

Psalm 10. Common Metre, [b] 

Prayers heard , and saints saved; or , pride , 
atheism , and oppression punished. 

For a humiliation day. 

1 XT7HY doth the Lord stand off so far ? 

W And why conceal his face, 

When great calamities appear. 

And times of deep distress? 

2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride 

Thy justice and thy power ? 

Shall they advance tneir heads in pride. 

And still thy saints devour ? 

3 They put thy judgments from their sight, 

And then insult the poor, 

They boast in their exalted height, 

That they shall fall no more. 




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Psalm 11 


4 Arise, O God, lift up thine hand; 

Attend our humble cry; 

No enemy shall dare to stand 
When God ascends on high. 

Pause. 

5 Why do the men of malice rage, 

And say, with foolish pride, 

“ The God of heaven will ne’er engage 
“ To fight on Zion’s side ?” 

6 But thou forever art our Lord; 

And powerful is thine hand. 

As when the heathens felt thy sword, 

And perish’d from thy land. 

7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, 

And cause thine ear to hear ; 

Hearken to what thy children say, 

And put the world in fear. 

8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress; 

No more despise the just; 

And mighty sinners shall confess 
They are but earth and dust. 

Psalm 11. Long Metre. [*] 

God loves the righteous , and hates the wicked. 

1 A/TY refuge is the God of love ; 

JLVJL Why do my foes insult, and cry, 

“ Fly, like a timorous, trembling dove, 

“ To distant woods or mountains fly V* 

2 If government be all destroy'd, 

(That firm foundation of our peace) 

And violence make justice voir], 

Whefre shall the righteous seek redress ? 

3 The Lord in heaven has fix’d his throne; 
His eyes survey the world below ; 

To him all mortal things are known; 

His eye-lids search our spirits through. 

4 If he afflicts his saints so far, 

To prove their love and try their grace. 
What may the bold transgressors fear ? 

His very soul abhors their ways. 

5 On impious wretches he shall rain 
Tempests of brimstone, fire and death, 




Psalm 12 


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Such as he kindled on the plain 
Of Sodom, with his angry breath. 

6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls. 
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere. 

And with a gracious eye beholds 
The men who his own image bear. 

Psalm 12. Long Metre, [b] 

The saints' safety and hope in evil times ; or, sins of the 
tongue complained of viz. blasphemy, falsehood , &>c. 



A faithful man among us here 
Will scarce be found, if thou delay. 

2 The whole discourse, when neighbours meet, 

Is till’d with trifles loose and vain ; 

Their lips are flattery and deceit, 

And their proud language is profane., 

3 But lips that with deceit abound 
Shall not maintain their triumph long: 

The God of vengeance will confound 
The flattering and blaspheming tongue. 

4 “ Vet shall our words be free,” they cry, 

“ Our tongues shall be controll’d by none : 
“Where is the Lord will ask us why? 

“ Or say our lips are not our own ?” 

5 The Lord, who sees the poor oppress’d. 

And hears th’ oppressor’s haughty strain. 

Will rise to give his children rest. 

Nor shall they trust his word in vain. 

6 Thy word, O Lord, though often try’d, 

Void of deceit shall still appear; 

Not silver, seven times purify’d 
From dross and mixture, shines so clear. 

7 Thy grace shall, in the darkest hour. 

Defend the holy soul from harm ; 

Though when the vilest men have power, 

On every side will sinners swarm. _ 

Psalm 12. Common Metre, [b] 

Complaint of a general corruption of manners ; or, 
the promise and sign of Christ's coming to judgments 

1 ITELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail; 

JT1 Religion loses ground 1 
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30 Psalm 13. 

The sons of violence prevail, 

And treacheries abound. 

2 Their oaths and promises they break. 

Yet act the flatterer’s part; 

With fair deceitful lips they speak. 

And with a double heart. 

3 If we reprove some hateful lie. 

How is their fury stirr’d ! 

“ Are not our lips our own,” they cry, 

“ And who shall be our Lord 

4 Scoffers appear on every side, 

Where a vile race of men 
Is rais’d to seats of power and pride. 

And bear the sword in vain. 

Pause. 

5 Lord, when iniquities abound. 

And blasphemy grows bold. 

When faith is hardly to be found. 

And love is waxing cold; 

6 Is not thy chariot hastening on ? 

Hast thou not giv’n the sign ? 

May we not trust and live upon 
A promise so divine ? 

7 “ Yes,” saith the Lord, “ now will I rise, 

“ And make oppressors flee; 

“I shall appear to their surprise, 

“And set my servants free.” 

8 Thy word, like silver seven times try’d, 

Through ages shall endure : 

The men who in thy truth confide 
Shall find thy promise sure. 

Psalm IS. Long Metre, [b] 

Pleading with God under desertion ; or, hope in darkness• 

1 OOW long, O Lord, shall I complain, 

A A Like one wh« seeks his God in vain ? 
Canst thou thy face forever hide. 

And I still pray and be deny’d 

2 Shall I forever be forgot, 

As one whom thou regardest not ? 

Still shall my soul thy absence mourn ± 

And still despair of thy return.^ 




Psalm 13 


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3 How long shall my poor troubled breast 
Be with these anxious thoughts oppress’d? 
And Satan, my malicious foe, 

Rejoice to see me sunk so low ? 

4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief. 
Before my death concludes my grief; 

If thou withhold’st thy heavenly light, 

I sleep in everlasting night. 

5 How will the powers of darkness boast. 

If but one praying soul be lost! 

But I have trusted in thy grace. 

And shall, again behold thy face. 

6 Whate’er my fears or foes suggest. 

Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; 

My heart shall feel thy love, and raise 
My cheerful voice to songs of praise. 

Psalm 13. Common Metre, [b] 

Complaint under temptations of the devil . 

1 T TOW long wilt thou conceal thy face? 

II My God, how long delay? 

When shall I feel those heavenly rays 

Which chase my fears away ? 

2 How long shall my poor lab’ring soul 

Wrestle and toil in vain ? 

Thy word can all my foes control, 

And ease my raging pain. 

3 See how the prince of darkness tries 

All his malicious arts ; 

He spreads a mist around my eyes. 

And throws his fiery darts. 

4 Be thou my sun, be thou my shield; 

My soul in safety keep 
Make haste, before mine eyes are seal’d 
In death’s eternal sleep. 

5 How would the tempter boast aloud 

If I become his prey! 

Behold the sons of hell grow proud 
At thy so long delay. 

6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke. 

And Satan hide his head: 

He .knows the terrors of thy look. 

And hears thy voice with dread. 




32 Psalm 14. 

7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace 
Where all my hopes have hung; 

I shall employ my lips in praise, 

And victory shall be sung. 

Psalm 14. 1 st Part. Common Metre, [b] 

By nature all men are sinners . 

1 'C'OOLS in their hearts believe and say, 

X That all religion’s vain ; 

“There is no God that reigns dh high, 

“ Or minds th’ affairs of men.” 

2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane 

Corrupt discourse proceeds ; 

And in their impious hands are found 
Abominable deeds. 

3 The Lord, from his celestial throne. 

Look’d down on things below. 

To find the man that sought his grace, 

Or did his justice know. 

4 By nature all are gone astray ; 

Their practice all the same : 

There’s none that fears his Maker’s hand. 
There’s none that loves his name. 

5 Their tongues are us’d to speak deceit; 

Their slanders never cease ; 

How swift to mischief are their feet! 

Nor know the paths of peace. 

6 Such seeds of sin (tha't bitter root) 

In every heart are found ; 

Nor caii they bear diviner fruit. 

Till grace refine -the ground. 

Psalm 14. 2d Part . Common Metre, [bj 

The folly of persecutors. 



And never worship at thy throne, 
Nor fear thine awful power ? 


2 Great God! appear to their surprise. 

Reveal thy dreadful name! 

Let them no more thy wrath despise. 
Nor turn our hope to shame. 

3 Dost thou not dwell among the just ? 

And yet our foes deride. 






Psalm 15 


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That we should make thy name our trust: 
Great God! confound their pride. 

4 O that the joyful day were come, 

To finish our distress ! 

When God shall bring his children home, 

Our songs shall never cease. 

Psalm 15. Common Metre. 

Characters of a saint; or , a citizen of Zion ; or, the 
qualifications of a Christian. 

1 ”\X 7HO shall inhabit in thy hill, 

VV O God of holiness ? 

Whom will the Lord admit to dwell 
So near his throne of grace ? 

2 The man that walks in pious ways. 

And works with righteous hands, 

That trusts his Maker’s promises, 

And follows his commands. 

3 He speaks the meaning of his heart. 

Nor slanders with his tongue ; 

Will scarce believe an ill report, 

. Nor do his neighbour wrong. 

4 The wealthy sinner he contemns, 

Loves all that fear the Lord ; 

And though to his own hurt he swears, 

Still he performs his word. 

5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, 

And never gripe the poor: 

This man shall dwell with God on earth, 

And find his heaven secure. 

Psalm 15. Long Metre. [$$] 

Religion and justice , goodness and truth ; or , duties 
to God and man ; or, the qualifications of a Christian. 

1 T X 7HO shall ascend thy heavenly place, 

VV Great God, and dwell before thy face? 
The man that minds religion now, 

And humbly walks with God below: 

2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, 
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean; 
No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; 

He hates to do his neighbour wrong. 

3 [Scarce will he trust an ill report. 

Nor vent it to his neighbour’s hurt: 





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Psalm 16, 


Sinners of state he can despise, 

But saints are honour’d in his eyes.] 

4 [Firm to his word he ever stood. 

And always makes his promise good; 

Nor dares to change the thing he swears, 
Whatever pain or loss he bears.] 

5 [He never deals in bribing gold, 

And mourns that justice should be sold: 

While others gripe and grind the poor, 

Sweet charity attends his door.] 

6 He loves his enemies, and prays 

For those that curse him to his face : 

And doth to all men still the same, 

That he would hope or wish from them-. 

7 Yet when his holiest works are done, 

His soul depends on grace alone : 

This is the man thy face shall see. 

And dwell forever, Lord, with thee. 

Psalm 16. 1st Part . Long Metre. [t>] 

Confession of our / ioverty, and saints the best com¬ 
pany ; or, good works profit men , not God. 

X T)RESERVE me, Lord, in time of need; 

A For succour to thy throne I flee, 

But have no merits there to plead; 

My goodness cannot reach to thee. , 

2. Oft have my heart and tongue confess’d 
How empty and how poor I am ; 

My pr tise can never make thee bless’d, 

Nor add new glories to thy name. 

3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap 
Some profit by the good we do; 

These are the company I keep. 

These are the choicest friends I know. 

4 Let others choose the sons of mirth, 

To give a relish to their wine ; 

I love the men of heavenly birth, 

Whose thoughts and language are divine. 

Psalm 16. 2d Part . Long Metre. [&] 

Christ's all-sufficiency. 

1 T TOW fast their guilt and sorrows rise, 
n Who haste to seek some, idol god! 






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PSAMM 16. 


I will not taste their sacrifice. 

Their offerings of forbidden blood. 

2 My God provides a richer cup. 

And nobler food to live upon ; 

He for my life has offer’d up 
Jesus, his best beloved Son. 

3 His love is my perpetual feast; 

By day his counsels guide me right; 

And, be his name forever blest, 

Who gives me sweet advice by night. 

4 I set him still before mine eyes; 

At my right hand he stands prepar’d 
To keep my soul from all surprise. 

And be my everlasting guard. 

Psalm 16. 3d Part. Long Metre. 

Courage in death , and hofie of the resurrection. 

1 T X 7HEN God is nigh, mv faith is strong: 

V V His arm is my almighty prop: 

Be glad, my heart; rejoice, my tongue; 

My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 

2 Though in the dust I lay my head, 

Yet, gracious Gcd, thou wilt not leave 
My soul forever with the dead. 

Nor lose thy children in the grave. 

3 My flesh' shall thy first call obey. 

Shake off the dust, and rise on high; 

Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way 
Up to thy throne above the sky. 

4 There streams of endless pleasure flow, 

And full discov’ries cf thy grace, 

(Which we but tasted here below) 

Spread heavenly joys through all the place. 

Psalm 16. 1st Part . Common Metre. [^1 

Ver. 1—8. Support and counsel from God, without merit . 

1 CAVE me, O Lord, from every foe: 

O In thee my trust I place. 

Though all the good that I can do 

Can ne’er deserve thy gi-ace. 

2 Yet, if’ my God prolong my breath, 

The saints may profit by’t; 

The saints, the glory of the earth. 

The men of my delight. 






36 Psalm 16. 

3 Let heathens to their idols haste. 

And worship wood or stone ; 

But my delightful lot is cast 
Where the true God is known. 

4 His hand provides my constant food; 

He fills my daily cup ; 

Much am I pleas’d with present good, 

But more rejoice in hope. 

5 God is my portion and my joy ! 

His counsels are my light: 

He gives me sweet advice by day. 

And gentle hints by night. 

6 My soul would ail her thoughts approve 

To his all-seeing eye : 

Not death nor hell my hopes shall move, 
While such a friend is nigh. 

Psalm 16. 2d Part. Common Metre. [^] 

The death and resurrection of Christ. 

1 “ T SET the Lord before my face, 

A “ He bears my courage up ; 

“ My heart and tongue their joys express, 

“ My flesh shall rest in hope.* 

2 “ My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave 

“ Where souls departed are ; 

“Nor quit my body to the grave, 

“To see corruption there. 

3 “ Thou wilt reveal the path of life, 

“ And raise me to thy throne: 

“ Thy courts immortal pleasure give ; 

“ Thy presence, joys unknown. 

4 [Thus, in the name of Christ the Lord, 

The holy David sung. 

And Providence fulfils the word 
Of his prophetic" tongue. 

5 Jesus, whom every saint adores, 

Was crucify’d and slain ; 

Behold the tomb its prey restores! 

Behold, he lives again! 

6 When shall my feet arise and stand 

On heaven’s eternal hills? 

There sits the Son at God’s right hand. 

And there the Father smiles.] 




Psalm 1*7. 


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Psalm 17. Short Metre. [&] 

Yer. 13, &.c. Portion oj saints and sinners; er. 
hoiie and despair in death. 

1 A RISE, my gracious God, 
n. And make the wicked flee ; 

They are but thy chastising rod 
To drive thy saints to thee. 

2 Behold the sinner dies. 

His haughty words are vain: 

Here in this life his pleasure lie?. 

And all beyond is pain. 

3 Then let his pride advance, 

And boast of all his store ; 

The Lord is my inheritance. 

My soul can wish no more-. 

4 I shall behold the face 
Of my forgiving God; 

And stand complete in righteousness, 

Wash’d in my Saviour’s blood. 

5 There’s a new heaven begun 
When I awake from death. 

Dress’d in the likeness of thy Son, 

And dr aw immortal breath !_ 

Psalm 17. Long Metre. [#Q 

The sinner’s portion and die saint’s hope ; or, tTte 
heaven of separate souls, and the resurrection . 

1 T ORD, I am thine ; but thou wilt prove 

JLi My faith, my patience, and my love: 
When men of spite against me join. 

They are the sword, the hand is thine. 

2 Their hope and portion lie below : 

’Tis all the happiness they know; 

’Tis all they seek ; they take their shares. 

And leave the rest among their heirs. 

3 What sinners value, I resign ; 

Lord, ’tis enough that thou art mine ; 

I shall behold thy blissful face, 

And stand complete in righteousness. 

4 This life’s a dream, an empty show; 

But the bright world to which I go 
Hath joys substantial and sincere ; 

When shall I wake and find me there * 

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SB Psalm 18* 

5 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! 

I shall be near and like my God ; 

And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 

6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 

Till the last trumpet’s joyful sound t 
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise. 

And in my Saviour’s image rise. 

Psalm 18. 1st Part* Long Metre. 

Ver. 1—6, 15—18. 

Deliverance from despair ; or , temptations overcome. 

1 HPHEE will I love, O Lord, my strength, 

-A. My rock, my tower, my high defence; 

Thy mighty arm shall be my trust. 

For I have found salvation thence. 

2 Death and the terrors of the grave 
Stood round me with their dismal 3hade ; 

While floods of high temptations rose, 

And made my sinking soul afraid. 

3 I saw the opening gates of hell. 

With endless pains and sorrows there, 

Which none but they that feel can tell, 

While I was hurry’d to despair. 

4 In my distress, I call’d my God, 

When I could scarce believe him mine; 

He bow’d his ear to my complaint; 

Then did his grace appear divine. 

5 [With speed he flew to my relief. 

As on a cherub’s wing he rode ; 

Awful and bright as lightning shone 
The face of my deliverer, God. 

6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, 

The blast of his almighty breath ; 

He sent salvation from on high, 

And drew me from the deeps of death.] 

7 Great were my fears, my foes were great; 
Much was their strength, and more their rage; 
But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still. 

In all the wars that devils wage. 

8 My song forever shall record 
That terrible, that joyful hour ; 

And give the glory to the Lord, 

Due to hfs mercy and his power. 




Psalm 18. 


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Psalm 18. 2</ Part . Long Metre. [*] 

Ver. 20—26. Sincerity -proved and rewarded . 

1 l ORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere, 

L Hast made thy truth and love appear; 
Before mine eyes I set thy laws. 

And thou hast own’d my righteous cause. 

2 Since I have learn’d thy holy ways, 

I’ve walk’d upright before thy face : 

Or, if my feet did e’er depart, 

’Twas never with a wicked heart. 

3 What sore temptations broke my rest! 

What wars and stragglings in my breest! 

But through thy grace, that reigns within, 

I guard against my darling sin : 

4 That sin, that close besets me still, 

That works and strives against my will; 

When shall thy Spirit’s sovereign "power 
Destroy it, that it rise no more l 

5 [With an impartial hand, the Lord 
Deals out to mortals their reward: 

The kind and faithful soul shall find 
A God as faithful and as kind. 

6 The just and pure shall ever say, 

Thou ait more pure, more just than they: 

And men that love revenge shall know 
God hath an arm of vengeance too.] 

Psalm 18. 3 d ParU Long Metre. [*] 

Ver. 30, 31, 32, 46, &c. 

Rejoicing in God ; or , salvation and triumph. 

1 TUST are thy ways, and true thy word, 

Great Rock of my secure abode: 

Who is a God, beside the Lord ? 

Or, where’s a refuge like our God ? 

2 ’Tis he that girds me with his might, 

Gives me his holy sword to wield ; 

And, while with sin and hell I fight, 

Spreads his salvation for my shield. 

3 He lives (and blessed be my Rock) 

The God of my salvation lives: 

The dark designs of hell are broke; 

Sweet is tlie peace my Lather gives. 





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Psalm 18 


4 Before the scoffers of the age 

I will exalt my Father’s name ; 

Nor tremble at their mighty rage. 

But meet reproach, and bear the shame. 

5 To David and his royal seed 
Thy grace forever shall extend; 

Thy love to saints, in Christ their head. 

Knows not a limit, nor an end. 

Psalm 18. ut Part. Common Metre. [*] 

Victory and triumph over temporal enemies. 

1 T T 7E love thee. Lord, and we adore ; 

V V Now is thine arm reveal’d ; 

Thou art our strength, our heavenly tower. 

Our bulwark and our shield. 

2 We fly to our eternal Rock, 

And find a sure defence ; 

His holy name our lips invoke. 

And draw salvation thence. 

3 When God, our leader, shines in arms, 

What mortal heart can bear 
The thunder of his loud alarms. 

The lightning of his spear ? 

4 He rides upon the winged wind, 

And angels in array, 

In millions wait, to know his mind. 

And swift as flames obey. 

3 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke 
Whole armies are dismay’d ; 

His voice, his frown, his angry look 
Strikes all their courage dead. 

6 He forms our generals for the field. 

With all their dreadful skill, 

Gives them his awful sword to wield. 

And makes their hearts of steel. 

7 [He arms our captains to the fight. 

Though there his name’s forgot; 

(He girded Cyrus with his might. 

But Cyrus knew him not.) 

3 Oft has the Lord whole nations blest, 

For his own church’s sake ; 

The powers that give his people rest, 

‘ Shall of his cure partake.^. 




__Psalm 18, 19._41 

Psalm 18. 2 d Part. Common Metre. [&] 

The conqueror’s song. 



Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe, 

^.nd melt their strength away. 

2 ’Tis by thine aid our troops prevail. 

And break united powers ; 

Or bum their boasted fleets, or scale 
The proudest of their towers. 

3 How have we chas’d them through the field. 

And trod them to the ground, 

While thy salvation was our shield; 

But they no shelter found! 

4 In vain to idol saints they cry, 

And perish in their blood : 

Where is a rock so great, so high. 

So powerful as our God ? 

5 The Rock of Israel ever lives ; 

His name be ever blest; 

’Tis his own arm the victory gives. 

And gives his people rest 

6 On kings that reign as David did, 

He pours his blessings down ; 

Secures their honours to their seed, 

And well supports their crown. 


Psalm 19. 1st Part . Short Metre. [«] 

The books of nature and scrifilure. 

For the Lord’s day morning. 

1 T> EHOLD the lofty sky 

X3 Declares its Maker, God; 

And all his starry works on high 
Proclaim his power abroad. 

2 The darkness and the light 

Still keep their course the same ; 

While night to day, and day to night 
Divinely teach his name. 

3 In every different land 
Their general voice is known ; 

They shew the wonders of his hand, 

And orders of his throne. 

D 2 




42 Psalm 19, 

4 Ye Christian lands, rejoice ! 

Here he reveals his word ; 

We are not left to nature’s voice 
To bid us know the Lord. 

5 His statutes and commands 
Are set before our eyes; 

He puts his gospel in our hands, 

Where our salvation lies. 

6 His laws are just and pure ; 

His truth without deceit: 

His promises forever sure. 

And his rewards are great, 

7 [Not honey to the taste 
Affords so much delight; 

Nor gold that has the furnace pass’d 
So much allures the sight. 

S While of thy works I sing, 

Thy glory to proclaim. 

Accept the praise, my God, my King, 

In my Redeemer’s name.] 

Psalm 19. 2d Part. Short Metre. [*3 

God's word most excellent ; or sincerity and watchfulness. 

For the Lord’s day morning. 

1 T> EHOLD the morning sun 
13 Begins his glorious way ! 

His beams through all the nations run, 

And life and light convey. 

2 But where the gospel comes. 

It spreads diviner light; 

It calls dead sinners from their tombs. 

And gives the bund their sight 

3 How perfect is thy word ! 

And all thy judgments just; 

Forever sure thy promise, Lord, 

And men securely trust. 

4 My gracious God, how plain 
Are thy directions given! 

O may I never read in vain. 

But find the path to heaven- 
Pause. 

3 I hear thy word with love, 

And I would fain obey ; 





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_ Psalm 19. _ 

Send thv good Spirit from above, 

To guide me, lest I stray. 

6 O who can ever find 
The errors of his ways ? 

Yet with a bold presumptuous mind 
I would not dare transgress. 

7 Warn me of every sin ; 

Forgive my secret faults. 

And cleanse this guilty soul of mine. 

Whose crimes exceed my thoughts, 

8 While with my heart and tongue 
I spread thy praise abroad, 

Accept the worship and the song, 

My Saviour and my God. 

Psalm 19. Long Metre. [*] 

The books of nature and of scripture compared; 
or> the glory and success of the gospel. 

1 T^HE heavens declare thy glory. Lord ; 

X In every star thy wisdom shines; 

But, when our eyes behold thy word, 

We read thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 

And nights and days thy power confess; 

But the blest volume thou hast writ 
Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise 
Round the whole earth, and never stand; 

So when thy truth began its race. 

It touch’d and glanc’d on every land. 

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest 

Till through the world thy truth has run; 

Till Christ has all the nations blest. 

That see the light, or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, 

Bless the dark world with heavenly light: 

Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; 

Thy iaws are pure, thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view. 

In souls renew’d, and sins forgiven : 

Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 

And make thy word my guMe to heaven,, 





44_Ps ALM_ 19. _ 

Psalm 19. Long Particular Metre. [*] 

The hooka of nature and scri/iture. 

1 p REAT God, the heaven’s well order’d frame 
vJ Declares the glories of thy name; 

There thy rich works of wonder shine: 

A thousand starry beauties there, 

A thousand radiant marks appear 
Of boundless power and skill divine. 

2 From night to day, from day to night. 

The dawning and the dying: light 

Lectures of heavenly wisdom read ; 

With silent eloquence they raise 
Our thoughts to our Creator’s praise. 

And neither sound nor language need. 

3 Yet their divine instructions run 
Far as the journies of the sun, 

And every nation knows their voice; 

The sun, like some young bridegroom dress’d. 
Breaks from the chambers of tne east. 

Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice, 

4 Where’er he spreads his beams abroad. 

He smiles, and speaks his Maker, God ; 

All nature joins to shew thy praise. 

Thus God in every creature shines; 

Fair is the book of nature’s lines, 

But fairer is thy book of grace. 

Pause. 

5 I love the volumes of thy word; 

What light and joy those leaves afford 

To souls benighted and distress’d! 

Thy precepts guide my doubtful way ; 

Thy fear forbids my feet to stray; 

Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 

6 From the discoveries of thy law 
The perfect rules of life I draw ; 

These are my study and delight: 

Not honey so invites the taste. 

Nor gold, that has the furnace pass’d. 

Appears so pleasing to the sight 

7 Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes. 
And warn me where my danger lies ; 

Rut ’tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, 




Psalm 20, 


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_ 

That makes my guilty conscience clean. 
Converts my soul, subdues my sin. 

And gives a free, but large reward. 

8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts ? 
My God, forgive my secret faults, 

Ar.d from presumptuous sins restrain ; 
Accept my poor attempts of praise. 
That I have read thy book oi grace. 
And book of nature not in vain. 


Psalm 20. Long Metre. [$$] 

Prayer and hope of victory. 

For a day of prayer in time of war. 

1 \TOW may the God of power and gr&ce 
1 v Attend his people’s humble cry ! 
Jehovah hears when Israel prays, 

And brings deliverance from on high. 

2 The name of Jacob’s God defends 
Better than shields or brazen walls; 

He from his sanctuary sends 
Succour and strength when Zion calls. 

3 Well he remembers all our sighs; 

His love exceeds our best deserts ; 

His love accepts the sacrifice 

Of humble groans and broken hearts. 

4 In his salvation is our hope, 

And in the name of Israel’s God 
Our troops shall lift their banners up. 

Our navies spread their flags abroad. 

5 Some trust in horses train’d for war. 

And some of chariots make their boasts ; 
Our surest expectations are 

From thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts. 

6 [O may the memory of thy name y 
Inspire oim armies for the fight! 

Our foes shall fall and die with shame. 

Or quit the field with shameful flight.] 

7 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear; 
Now let our hope be firm and strong, 

Till thy salvation shall appear, 

And joy and triumph raise the song. 










46 Psalm 21. 

Psalm 21. Common Metre. Altered. £&] 

Our country the care of Heaven. 

1 /"\UR land, O Lord, with songs of praise 
V/ Slia.ll in thy strength rejoice ; 

And, blest with thy salvation, raise 
To heaven their cheerful voice. 

2 Thv sure defence, through nations round, 

lias spread our wondrous name ; 

And our successful actions crown’d 
With dignity and fame. 

3 Then let our land on God alone 

For timely aid rely ; 

His mercy, which adorns his throne, 

Shall all our wants supply. 

4 But, righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes 

Shall feel thy dreadful hand ; 

Thy vengeful arm shall find out those 
Who hate all just command. 

5 When thou against them dost engage, 

Thy just, but dreadful doom 
Shall, like a fiery oven’s rage. 

Their hopes and them consume. 

6 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare. 

And thus erailt thy fame ; 

Whilst we glad songs of praise prepare 
For thine almighty name. 

Psalm 21. Long Metre. [&] 

Ver. 1—9. Christ exalted to the kingdom. 

1 T'vVVID rejoic’d in God his strength. 

Rais’d to the throne by special grace ; 

But Christ the Son appears at length. 

Fulfils the triumph and the praise! 

2 How great is the Messiah’s joy 
In the salvation of thv hand! 

Lord, thou hast rais’d his kingdom high, 

And giv’n the world to his command. 

3 Thy goodness grants whate’er he will. 

Nor doth the least request withhold ; 

Blessings of love prevent him still, 

And crowns of glory, not of gold, 

■< Honour and majesty divine 

Around his sacred temples shine ; 





Psalm 22. 


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Blest with the favour of thy face, 

And length of everlasting days. 

5 Thine hand shall find out all his foes; 

And as a fiery oven glows 
With raging heac and living coals. 

So shall thy wrath devour their souls. 

Psalm 22. 1st Part. Common Metre, [bj 

Ver. 1—16. The sufferings and death of Christ* 

1 “W THY has my God my soul forsook, 

VV “Nor will a smile afford?” 

(Thus David once in anguish spoke, 

And thus our dying Lord.) 

2 Though ’tis my chief delight to dwell 

Among thy praising saints. 

Yet thou canst hear a groan as well, 

And pity our complaints. 

3 Our fathers trusted in thy name. 

And great deliverance found; 

But I’m a worm, despis’d of men. 

And trodden to the ground. 

4 Shaking the head, they pass me by. 

And laugh my soul to scorn ; 

“In vain he trusts in God,” they cry, 

“ Neglected and forlorn.” 

5 But thou art he who form’d my flesh 

By chine almighty word : 

And since I hung upon the breast. 

My hope is in the Lord. 

6 Why will my Father hide his face 

When foes stand threatening round. 

In the dark hour of deep distress, 

And not a helper found ? 

Pause. 

7 Behold thy darling left among 

The cruel and the proud. 

As bulls of Bashan, fierce and strong. 

As lions roaring loud. 

8 From earth and hell my sorrows meet. 

To multiply the smart; 

They nail my hands, they pierce my feet, 
And try to vex my l^art. 






48 Psalm 22,_ 

9 Yet if thy sovereign hand Jet loose 

The rage of earth and hell. 

Why will my heavenl) Father bruise 
The Son he loves so well ? 

10 My God, if possible it be, 

Withhold this bitter cup ? 

But I resign my will to thee, 

And drink the sorrows up. 

14 My heart dissolves with pangs unknown ; 
In groans I waste my breath ; 

Thy heavy hand hath brought me down 
Low as the dust of death. 

12 Father, I give my spirit up. 

And trust it in thy hand: 

My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 

And rise at thy command. 


Psalm 22. 2 d Part. Common Metre, ftf] 

Yer. 20,21,27—31. Chrises sufferings and kingdom- 

1 “ \TOW from the roaring Hop’s rage, 

is “ O Lord, protect thy Son ; 

“ Nor leave thy darling to engage 
“ The powers of hell alone.” 

2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray, 

With mighty cries and tears : 

God heard him in that dreadful day. 

And chas’d away his fears, r 

3 Great was the victory of his death, 

His throne exalted high ; 

And all the kindreds of the earth 
Shall worship, or shall die. 

4 A numerous offspring must arise 

From his expiring groans; 

They shall be reckon’d in his eyes 
For daughters and for sons. 

5 The meek and humble souls shall see 

His table richly spread; 

And all that seek the Lord shall be 
With joys, immortal fed. 

6 The isles shall know the righteousness 

Of our incarnate God ; 

And nations yet unborn, profess 
Salvation in h'ri blood. 





Psalm 22, 23. 


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Psalm 22. Long Metre. [fc>] 

Christ's sufferings and exaltation. 
lv XTOW let our mournful songs record 
1^1 The dying sorrows of our Lord, 

When he complain’d in tears and blood. 

As one forsaken of his God. 

2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn. 

And shook their heads, and laugh’d in scorn;. 
“ He rescu’d others from the grave, 

44 Now let him try himself to save. 

3 “This is the man did once pretend 
44 God* was his father and his friend; 

44 If God the blessed lov’d him so, 

44 Why doth he fail to help him now V 9 

4 Barbarous people! cruel priests! 

How they stood round like savage beasts, 
Like lions gaping to devour. 

When God had left him in their power. 

5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet. 
Till streams of blood each other meet; 

By lot his garments they divide. 

And mock the pangs in which he dy’d. 

6 But God his father heard his cry ; 

Rais’d from the dead, he reigns on high; 
The nations learn his righteousness. 

And humble sinners taste his grace. 

Psalm 23. Long Metre. [&] 

God our shejiherd. 



His providence and holy word 
Become my safety and my guide. 


2 In pastures where salvation grows 
He makes me feed, he makes me rest; 
Ihere living water gently flows, 

And all the food’s divinely blest. 

3. My wandering feet his ways mistake; 
But he restores my soul to peace. 

And leads me, for his mercy’s sake, 

In the fair paths of righteousness. 

4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale. 
Where death and all its terrors are, 

E 






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Psalm 23. 


My heart and hope shall never fail, 

For God my shepherd’s with me there. 

5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps, 

Thou art my comfort, thou my stay; 

Thy staff supports my feeble steps. 

Thy rod directs my doubtful way. 

6 The sons of earth and sons of heli 
Gaze at thy goodness, and repine. 

To see my table spread so well, 

With living bread and cheerful wine. 

7 [How I rejoice, when on my head 
Thy Spirit condescends to rest! 

’Tis a divine anointing, shed 
Like oil of gladness at a feast. 

8 Surely the mercies of the Lord 
Attend his household all their days ; 

There will I dwell to hear his word. 

To seek his face, and sing his praise.] 

Psalm 23. Common Metre. 

1 A/TY shepherd will supply my need, 

1VJL Jehovah is his name; 

In pastures fresh he makes me feed, 

Beside the living stream. 

2 He brings my wandering spirit back, 

When I forsake his ways; 

And leads me, for his mercy’s sake. 

In paths of truth and grace. 

3 When I walk through the shades of death. 

Thy presence is my stay; 

A word of thy supporting breath 
Drives all my fears away. 

4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, 

Doth still my table spread ; 

My cup with blessings overflows, 

Thine oil anoints my head. 

5 The sure provisions of my God 

Attend me all my days; 

O may thine house be mine abode. 

And all my work be praise. 

6 There would I find a settled rest, 

(While others go and come) 

No more a stranger or a guest. 

Bat like a child at home 





Psalm 23, 24, 


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Psalm 23. Short Metre. [»] 

1 'T "'HE Lord my shepherd is, 

J- I shall be well supply’d: 

Since he is mine, and 1 am his, 

What can I want beside? 

2 He leads me to the place 
Where heavenly pasture grows. 

Where living waters gently pass. 

And full salvation flows. 

3 If e’er I go astray. 

He doth my soul reclaim, 

And guides me in his own right way. 

For his most lioly name. 

4 While he affords his aid, 

I cannot yield to fear ; 

Though I should -walk through death’s dark shade. 
My shepherd’s with me there. 

5 In sight of all my foes 
Thou dost my table spread ; 

My cup with blessings overflows. 

And joy exalts my head. 

6 The bounties of thy love 
Shall crown my following days; 

Nor from thy house will I remove. 

Nor cease to speak thy praise. 

Psalm 24. Common Metre. 

Dwelling with God. 

1 HPHE earth forever is the Lord’s, 

X With Adam’s numerous race; 

He rais’d its arches o’er the floods. 

And built it on the seas. 

2 But who among the sons of men 

May visit thine abode? 

He that has hands from mischief clean. 
Whose heart is right with God. 

3 This is the man may rise, and take 

The blessings of his grace; 

This is the lot of those that seek 
The God of Jacob’s face. 

4 Now let our souls’ immortal powers 

To meet the Lord prepare.; 





52 Psalm 24, 25. 

Lift up their everlasting doors. 

The King of Glory’s near. 

5 The King of Glory ! who can tell 
The wonders of his might ? 

He rules the nations ; but to dwell 
With saints, is his delight. 


Psalm 24. Long Metre. jj&] 


Saints dwell in heaven ; or, Christ’s ascension. 
X r T''HIS spacious earth is all the Lord’s, 

A And men, and worms, and beasts, and birds; 
He rais’d the building on the seas. 

And gave it for their dwelling-place. 


J2 But there’s a brighter world on high. 
Thy palace. Lord, above the sky: 
Who shall ascend that blest abode. 
And dwell so. near his Maker, God? 


3 He that abhors and fears to sin. 

Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean; 
Him shall the Lord the Saviour bless, 

And clothe his soul with righteousness. 

4 These are the .men, the pious race. 

That seek the God of Jacob’s face; 

These shall enjoy the blissful sight, 

And dwell in everlasting light. 

Pause. 


5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high. 

Behold the King of Glory nigh! 

Who can this King of Glory be ? 

The mighty Lord, the Saviour’s he. 

6 Ye heavenly gates, your leaves display. 
To make the Lord the Saviour way : 
Laden with spoils from earth and hell. 
The Conqueror comes with God to dwell. 

7 Rais’d from the dead, he goes before. 

He opens heaven’s eternal door. 

To give his saints a blest abode 
Near their Redeemer and their God. 


Psalm 25. 1st Part . Short Metre, [b] 

Ver. 1—11. Waiting for pardon and direction' 
1 T LIFT my soul to God, 

1 My trust is in his name: 






Psalm 25 


53 


Let not my foes that seek my blood 
Still triumph in my shame. 

2 Sin and the powers of hell 
Persuade me to despair; 

Lord, make me know thy covenant well, 
That I may ’scape the snare. 

3 From the first dawning light 
Till the dark evening rise, 

For thy salvation, Lord, I wait 
With ever longing eyes. 

4 Remember all thy grace, 

And lead me in thy truth ; 

Forgive the sins of riper days. 

And follies.of my youth. 

5 The Lord is just and kind ; 

The meek shall learn his ways; 

And every humble sinner find 
The methods of his grace. 

6 For his own goodness’ sake 

He saves my soul from shame; 

He pardons (though my guilt be great) 
Through my Redeemer’s name. 


Psalm 25. 2 d Part . Short Metre. 

Ver. 12, 14, 10, 13. Divine instruction . 

1 \ X THERE shall the man be found, 

VV That fears t’ offend his God ; 
That loves the gospel’s joyful sound, 

And trembles at the rod ? 

2 The Lord, shall make him know 
The secrets of his heart, 

The wonders of his covenant show*, 

And all his love impart. 

3 The dealings of his hand 
Are truth and mercy still. 

With such as to his covenant stand, 

And love to do his will. 

4 Their souls shall dwell at ease 
Before their Maker’s face: 

Their seed shall taste the promises 
In their extensive grace. 

E 2 





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PtfALM 25, 2O'. 


Psalm 25. 3d -FW. Short Metre. [&] 

Ver. 15-22. Distress of soul ; or, backsliding and desertion.' 

1 A yflNE eyes and my desire 
IVX Are ever to the Lord; 

I love to plead his promises. 

And rest upon liis word. 

2 Turn, turn thee to my soul; 

Bring thy salvation near: 

When will thy hand release my feet 
Out of the deadly snare? . 

3 When shall the sovereign grace 
Of my forgiving God 

Restore me Irom those dangerous ways 
My wandering feet have trod ! 

4 The tumult of my thoughts 
Doth but enlarge my wo : 

My spirit languishes, my heart 
Is desolate and low. 

5 With every morning light 
My sorrow new begins; 

Look on my anguish and my pain. 

And pardon all my sins. 

Pausk. 

6 Behold the hosts of hell! 

How cruel is their hate ! 

Against my life they rise, and join. 

Their fury with deceit. 

7 O ! keep my soul from death, 

Nor put my hope to shame ; 

For I have plac’d my only trust 
In my Redeemer’s name. 

8. With humble faith I wait 
To see thy face again : 

Of Israel it shall ne’er be said, 

“ He sought the Lord in vain.” 

. .——_ -- A 

Psalm 26. Long Metre. [&] 

Self-examination; or, evidences of grace. 

1. TUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways, 
J And try my reins, and -try my heart; 

My faith upon thy promise stays, 

IScr from thy law my feet depart. 




Psalm 27. 


2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit 
With men of vanity and lies ; 

The scoffer and the hypocrite 
Are the abhorrence ot mine eyes. 

3 Amongst thy saints will I appear 
With hands* well wash’d in innocence; 
But when I stand before thy bar. 

The blood of Christ is my defence. 

4 I love thy habitation. Lord, 

The temple where thine honours dwell; 
There shall I hear thy holy word. 

And there thy works of wonder teH. 

5 Let not my soul be join’d at last 
With men of treachery and blood, 

Siuce I my days on earth have past 
Among tlie saints, and near my God. 


Psalm 27. 1st Part . Common Metre. [W] 

Yer. 1— 6. The church ist our delight and safety. 

1 "pHE Lord of Glory is my light, 

X And my salvation too: 

God is my strength,- nor will I fear 
What all my foes can do. 

2 One privilege my heart desires: 

O ! grant me an abode 
Among the churches of thy saints. 

The temples of my God. 

3 There shall I offer my requests, 

And see thy beauty still; 

Shall hear thy messages of love, 

And there inquire thy will. 

4 When troubles rise and storms appear. 

There may his children hide; 

God has a strong pavilion, where 
He makes my soul abide. 

5 Now shall my head be lifted high 

Above my foes around; 

And songs ’of joy and victory 

Within thy temple sound._ 


Psalm 27. 2 d Part. Common Metre. [*] 

Ver. 8, 9, 13, 14. Prayer and hope . 

I COON as 1 heard my Father say, 

“ Ye children, seek my graceV* 







56 Psalm 29 . 

My heart reply’d, without delay, 

“ I’ll seek my Father’s face.” 

2 Let not thy face be hid from me, 

Nor frown my soul away ; 

God of my life, I tty to thee 
In a distressing day. 

3 Should friends and kindred near and dear 

Leave me to want or die, 

Mv God would make my life his care. 
And all my need supply. 

4 My fainting flesh had dy’d with grief, 

Had not my soul believ’d 
To see thy grace provide relief; 

Nor was my hope deceiv’d. 

J Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints. 
And keep your courage up; 

He’ll raise your spirit when it faints, 

And far exceed your hope. 

Psalm 29. Long Metre. [»J 

Storm and thunder. 

1 1VE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, 
vJX Give to the Lord renown and power; 
Ascribe due honours to his name, 

And his eternal might adore. 

2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud, 

Over the ocean and the land; 

His voice divides the watery cloud. 

And lightnings blaze at his command. 

3 He speaks, and tempest, hail and wind 
Lay the wide forest bare around; 

The fearful hart and frighted hind 
Leap at the terror cf the sound. 

4 To Lebanon he turns his voice. 

And lo, the stately cedars break; 

The mountains tremble at the noise. 

The vallies roar, the deserts quake. 

5 The Lord sits sovereign o’er the flood ; 
The Thunderer reigns forever King: 

Firt makes his church his blest abode, 
Where we liis awful glories sing. 

6 In gentler language there the Lord 
The counsels of his grace imparts; 





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Amidst the raging storm, his word 
Speaks peace ana courage to our hearts. 

Psalm 30. 1 si Part, Long Metre. [$Q 

Sickness healed , and sorrow removed. 

1 T WILL extol thee, Lord, on high; 

A At thy command diseases fly: 

Who but a God can speak and save 
From the dark borders of the grave? 

'2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his. 

And tell how large his goodness is ; 

Let all your powers rejoice and bless, 

While you record his holiness. 

o His anger but a moment stays; 

His love is life and length of days: 

Though grief and tears the night employ. 

The morning star restores the joy. 

Psalm 30. 2d Part. Long Metre, [b] 

Ver. 6. Health, sickness , and recovery. 

1 TJ'IRM was my health, my dav was bright,. 
X And I presum’d ’twould ne’er be night: 
Fondly I said within my heart, 

** Pleasure and peace shall ne’er depart.” 

2 But I forget thine arm was strong, 

Which made my mountain stand so long; 

Soon as thy face began to hide. 

My health was gone, my comforts dy’d. 

o I erv’d aloud to thee, my God, 

“ What eanst thou profit by my blood ? 

“Deep in tire dust, can I declare 
“Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? 

4 “ Hear me, O God of grace,” I sakl, 

“And bring me from among the dead:” 

Thy word rebuk’d the paius I felt. 

Thy pardoning love remov’d my guilt. 

$ My groans, and tears, and forms of w;o 
Are turn’d to joy and praises now; 

I throw my sackcloth on the ground, 

And ease and gladness gird me round. 

6 My tongue, the glory cf my frame, 

$hall ne’er be flnept rf thy name; 





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Thy praise shall sound through earth and lieav’n, 
For sickness heal’d, and sins forgiv’n. 

Psalm 31. 1 it Part . Com. Metre, [$] 

Ver. 5, 13—19, 22, 23. Deliverance from death. 

1 TNTO thine hand, O God of truth, 

-I My spirit I commit; 

Thou "hast redeem’d my soul from death. 

And sav’d me from the pit. 

2 The passions of my hope and fear 

Maintain’d a doubtful strife, 

While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir’d 
To take away my life. 

3 “ My times are in thy hand,” I cry’cl, 

“Though I draw near the dust. 

Thou art the refuge where I hide, 

The God in whom I trust. 

4 O make thy reconciled face 

Upon thy servant sliine, 

And save me for thy mercy’s sakf, 

For I’m entirely thine. 

Pause. 

5 [’Twas in my haste my spirit said, 

“I must despair and die, 

“ I am cut off before thine eyes 
But thou hast heard my cry.] 

6 Thv goodness, how divinely free ! 

How wondrous is thy grace 
To those that fear thy majesty. 

And trust thy promises! 

7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints. 

And sing his praises loud; 

He’ll bend his ear to your complaints. 

And recompense the proud. 

Psalm 31. 2 d Part. Com. Metre. [$] 

Ver. 7— 13, 18—21. 

Deliverance from slander and rejiroach. 

1 M Y lleart rejoices in thy name, 

1VA My God, my help, my trust; 

Thou hast preserv’d my face from shame. 
Mine honour from the dust. 






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3 “ My life is spent with grief,” I cry’cl; 

“ My years consum’d in groans ; 

“ My strength decays, mine eyes are dry’d, 

“ And sorrow wastes my bones.” 

3 Among mine enemies, my name 

Was a mere proverb grown: 

While to my neighbours I became 
Forgotten and unknown. 

4 Slander and fear on ev’rv side 

Seiz’d and beset me round ; 

I to the throne of grace apply’d. 

And speedy rescue found. 

Pause. 

5 How great deliverance thou hast wrought 

Before the sons of men! 

The lying lips to silence brought. 

And made their boastings vain ! 

6 Thy children from the strife of tongues 

Shall thy pavilion hide; 

Guard them from infamy and wrongs ; 

And crush the sons of pride. 

7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, 

Let me forever dwell; 

No fenced city, wall’d and barr’d. 

Secures a saint so well. 

.. ... — . - — ' ' ^ 

Psalm 32. Short Metre. [*] 

Forgiveness of sin upon confession. 

1 BLESSED souls are they, 

V>/ Whose sins are cover’d o’er ! 

Divinely blest, to whom the Lord 
Imputes their guilt no more! 

*2 They mourn their follies past, 

And keep their hearts with care ; 

Their lips and lives, without deceit, 

Shall prove their faith sincere. 

T» While I conceal’d my guilt, 

I felt the festering wound; 

Till I confess’d my sins to thee. 

And ready pardon found. 

Let sinners learn to pray, 

Let sathts keep near the thronfe; 




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Psalm 32. 


Our help in times of aeep distress 
Is found in God alone. 

Psalm 32. Common Metre. [$$] 

Free pardon and sincere obedience ; or, confes¬ 
sion and forgiveness. 

1 TTAPPY the man to whom his God 
n No more imputes his sin; 

But, wash’d in the Redeemer’s blood, 

Hath made Ids garments clean ! 

2 Happy, beyond expression, he 

Whose debts are thus discharg’d ; 

And from the guilty bondage free. 

He feels his soul enlarg’d ! 

3 His spirit hates deceit and lies, 

His words are all sincere; 

He guards his heart, he guards his eyes, 

To keep his conscience clear. 

4 While I my inward guilt supprest, 

No quiet could I find : 

Thy wrath lay burning in my breast. 

And rack’d my tortur’d mind. 

5 Then I confess’d my troubled thoughts. 

My secret sins reveal’d ; 

Thy pardoning grace forgave my faults, 

Thv grace my pardon seal’d. 

6 This shall invite thy saints to pray ; 

When like a raging fiood 
Temptations rise, our strength and stay 
Is a forgiving God. 

Psalm 32. 1st Part . Long Metre. [&] 

Repentance and free pardon ; or, justification 
and sanctification. 

1 IDLEST is the man, forever blest, 

1) Whose guilt is pardon’d by his God. 
Whose sins with sorrow are confess’d. 

And cover’d with his Saviour’s blood. 

2 Blest is the m^n, to whom the Lord 
Imputes not his iniquities: 

He pleads no merit of reward, 

And not on works, but grace relies. 

3 From guile his heart and lips are free f 
His humble joy, his holy fear, 





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With deep repentance well agree. 

And join to prove his faith sincere. 

4 How glorious is that righteousness 
That hides and cancels all his sins ! 

While a bright evidence of grace 
Through his whole life appears and shines. 

Psalm 32. 2 d Part . Long Metre, [b] 

A guilts conscience eased by confession and fiardon. 

1 X]yHlLE I keep silence, and conceal 

VV My heavy guilt within my heart. 

What torments doth my conscience feel! 

What agonies of inward smart! 

2 I spread my sins before the Lord, 

And all my secret faults confess; 

Thy gospel speaks a pardoning word. 

Thy Holy Spirit seals the grace. # 

3 For this shall every humble soul 
Make swift addresses to thy seat; 

When floods of huge temptations roll. 

There shall they find a blest retreat 

4 How safe beneath thy w'ngs I lie. 

When days grow dark, and storms appear! 

And when I walk, thy watchful eye 

Shdi guide me safe from every sn are._ 

Psalm 33. 1 ft Part . Common Metre. 

Vl'orks of creation and providence. 

1 IT EJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, 

XV This work belongs to you: 

Sing of liis name, his ways, his word. 

How holy, just, and true! 

2 His mercy and his righteousness 

Let heaven and earth proclaim; 

His works of nature and of grace 
Reveal his wondrous name. 

3 His wisdom and almighty word 

The heavenly arches spread: 

And by the Spirit of the Lord 
Their shining hosts were made. 

4 He bade the liquid waters flow 

To their appointed deep ; 

The flowing seas their limits know', 

And their own station keep. 

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62 Psalm 33. 


5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, 
With tear before him stand: 

He spake, and nature took its birth, 
And rests on his command. 


6 He scorns the angry nations* rage. 

And breaks their vain designs: 

His counsel stands through every age. 

And in full glory shines. 

Psalm 33. 2 dPart. Common Metre. [*Q 

Creatures vain , and God all-sufficient. 

1 T> LEST is the nation, where the Lord 
-O Hath fix’d his gracious throne; 

Where he reveals his heavenly word, 

And calls their tribes his own. 


2 His eye with infinite survey 

Does the whole world behold; 

He form’d us all of equal clay, 

And knows our feeble mould. 

3 Kings are not rescu’d by the force 

Of armies from the grave; 

Nor speed, nor courage of an horse 
Can the bold rider save. 


4 Vain is the strength of l>easts or men, 

To hope for safety thence: 

But holy souls from God obtain 
A strong and sure defence. 

5 God is their fear, and God their trust, 

When plagues or famine spread; 

His watchful eye secures the just, 

Amongst, ten thousand dead. 

6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice. 

And bless us from thy throne; 

For we have made thy word our choice, 

And trust thy grace alone. 

Psalm 33. 1st Part. Long Partic. Metre. [$*] 

Works of creation and providence. 

1 'VT'E holy souls, in God rejoice, 

X Your Maker’s praise becomes your voice ; 

Great is. your theme, your songs be new: 

Sing of his name, his word, his ways, 

His works of nature, and of grace. 

How wise and holy, just and true! 








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2 Justice and truth he ever loves, 

And the whole earth his goodness proves: 

His w y ord the heavenly arches spread; 

How wide they shine from north to south ! 

And by the spirit of his mouth 
Were all the starry armies made. 

3 He gathers the wide-flowing seas, 

(Those watery treasures know their place) 

In the vast store-house of the deep • 

He spake, and gave all nature birth, 

And fires and seas, and heaven and earth 
His everlasting orders keep, 

4 Let mortals tremble, and adore 
A God of such resistless power. 

Nor dare indulge their feeble rage; 

Vain are your thoughts, and weak your hands. 
But his eternal counsel stands, 

And rules the world from age to age. 

Psalm 33. VdPart, LongPartic. Metre. [&f] 

Creatures vain , and Gud all-sufficient. 

1 HAPPY nation, where the Lord 
W Reveals the treasure of his w 7 ord. 

And builds his church, his earthly throne! 
His eye the heathen world surveys, 

He form’d their hearts, he knows their ways; 
But God, their Maker, is unknown. 

2 Let kings rely upon their host, 

And of his strength the champion boast; 

In vain they boast, in vain rely: 

In vain we trust the brutal force, 

Or speed, or courage of an horse 
To guard his rider, or to fly. 

3 The eye of thy compassion, Lord, 

Doth more secure defence afford, 

When death or dangers threatening stand; 
Thy watchful eye preserves the just. 

Who make thy name their fear and trust, 
When wars or famine waste the land. 

4 In sickness or the bloody field, 

Thou our physician, thou our shield. 

Send us salvation from thy throne: 

We wait to see thy goodness shine; 

Let us rejoice in help divine. 

For all our hope is God alone. 







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Psalm 31. 1st Part . Long Metre. [&] 

God's care of the saints ; or , deliverance by prayer. 

1 T ORD, I will bless thee all my days, 

L Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue; 
My soui shall glory in thy grace, 

While saints rejoice to hear the song. 

2 Come, magnify the Lord with me; 

Come, let us all exalt his name; 

I sought th’ eternal God, and he. 

Has not expos’d my hope to shame. 

3 I told him all my secret grief, 

My secret groaning reach’d his ears; 

He gave my inward pains relief, 

And calm’d the tumult of my fears. 

4 To him the poor lift up their eves, 

Their faces teel the heavenly shine; 

A beam of mercy from the skies 
Fills them with light and joy divine. 

5 His holy angels pitch their tents 
Around the men that serve the Lord : 

O fear and love him, all ye saints, 

Taste of his grace, and trust his word! 

6 The wild young lions, pinch’d with pain 
And hunger, roar through all the wood; 

But none shall seek the Lord in vain. 

Nor want supplies of real good. 

Psalm 34. 2d Part. Long Metre, [b] 

Ver. 11—22. 

Religious education; or, instructions of piety . 

1 / CHILDREN, in years and knowledge young. 

Your parents’ hope, your parents^ joy, 
Attend the counsels of my tongue; 

Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 

2 If you desire a length of days, 

And peace to crown your mortal state, 
Restrain your feet from impious ways, 

Your lips from slander and deceit 

3 The eyes of God regaled his saints, 

His ears are open t - their cries; 

He sets his frowning face against 
The sons of violence and lies. 






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To humble souls and broken hearts, 

God with his grace is ever nigh; 

Pardon and hope his love imparts. 

When men in deep contrition lie. 

5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans, 

His Son redeems their souls from death; 

His Spirit heals their broken bones : 

They in his praise employ their breath. 

Psalm 34. 1st Part. Common Metre. 

Ver. 1—10. Pt ayer % andpraife for eminent deliverance . 

1 T’LL bless the Lord from day to day: 

X How good are all his ways! 

Ye humble souls that use to pray, 

Come, help my lips to praise. 

2 Sing to the honqpr of his name. 

How a poor sinner cry’d; 

Nor was nis hope expos’d to shame, 

Nor was his suit deny’d, 

3 When threatening sorrows round me stood, 

And endless feat’s arose, 

Like the loud billows of a flood. 

Redoubling all my woes; 

4 I told the Lord my sore distress. 

With heavy groans and tears; 

He gave my sharpest torments ease. 

And silenc’d all my fears. 

Pause. 

5 [O sinners! come and taste his love. 

Come, learn his pleasant ways; 

And let your own experience prove 
The sweetness of his grace. 

6 He bids his angels pitch their tents 

Round where his children dwell; 

What ills their heavenly care prevents 
No earthly tongue can tell.] 

7 [O love the Lord, ye saints of his! 

His eye regards the just: 

How richly blest their portion is, 

Who make the Lord their trust! 

8 Young lions, pinch’d with hunger, rofir. 




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Psalm 34, 35. * 

But God supplies his holy poor tL 
With every needful good.] 

Psalm 34. 2d Part. Common Metre. [t>] 

Ver. 11—22. Exhortation to /ituce and holiness. 

1 / ^ OME, children, learn to fear the Lord; 

And, that your days be long, 

Let not a false or spiteful word 
Be found upon j our tongue. r 

2 Depart from mischief, practise love. 

Pursue the works of peace; 

So shall the Lord your ways approve. 

And set your souls at ease. 

3 His eyes awake to guard the just. 

His ears attend their cry; 

When broken spirits dwell in dust. 

The God of Grace is nigh. 

4 What though the sorrows here they taste 

Are sharp and tedious tot), 

The Lord, who saves them ail at last. 

Is their supporter now. 

5 Evil shall smite the wicked dead, - 

But God secures his own. 

Prevents the mischief when they slide. 

Or heals the broken bone. 

6 When desolation, like a flood, 

O’er the proud sinner rolls, 

Saints, rind a refuge in their God, 

For he redeem’d their souls. 

Psalm 35. 1st Part . Common Metre. w 

\ew 1 —9. Prayer and r jaiih of persecuted 

saints ; or, imprecations mix id with charity. 

1 XT'OW plead my cause, Almighty God, 

* With all the sons of strife; 

And fight against the men of blood, 

Who fight against my life. 

3 Draw out thy spear, and stop their way, 

Lift thy avenging rod; 

But to my soul m mercy sav, 

T am thy Saviour God, 

S They plant their snares to catch my feet. 

And nets of mischief spread; 







Psalm 35. 67 

Plunge the destroyers in tne pit ' 

That their own hands have made. 

4 Let fogs and darkness hide their way. 

And slippery be their ground; 

Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey, 

And all their rage confound. 

5 They fly like chaff before the wind, 

Be'fore thine angry breath; 

The angel of the Lord behind 
Pursues them down to death. 

6 They love the road that leads to hell; 

Then let the rebels die. 

Whose malice is implacable 
Against the Lord on high. 

7 But if thou hast a chosen few 

Amongst that impious race, 

Divide them from the bloody crew, 

By thy surprising grace. 

3 Then will I raise my tuneful voice. 

To make thy wonders known; 

In their salvation I’ll rejoice. 

And bless thee for my own. 

Psalm 35. 2d Part. Common Metre. [$$] 

Ver.,12— 14. Love to enemies ; or , the love of 
Christ to sinners typified in David. 

1 T> EHOLD the love, the generous love,. 

JD That holy David shows; 

Hark, how his sounding bowels move 
To his afflicted foes! 

2 When they are sick, his soul complains, 

And seems to feel the smart; 

The spirit of the gospel reigns, 

And melts his pious heart. 

3 How did his flowing tears condole, 

As for a brother dead ! 

And fasting mortify’d his soul, 

While for their life he pray’d. 

4 They groan’d, and curs’d him .on their bed; 

Yet still he pleads and mourns ; 

And double blessings on his head 
The righteous God returns. 




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Psalm 36. 


5 O glorious type of heavenly grace ! 

Thus Christ the Lord appears: 
While sinners curse, the Saviour prays. 
And pities them with tears. 

6 He, the true David, Israel’s King, 

Blest, and belov’d of God, 

To save us rebels, dead in sin, 

Paid his own dearest blood. 


Psalm 36. Long Metre. [«] 

Ver. 5 —9. The perfections and providence of 

God ; or, general providence and special grace , 

1 T TIGH in the heavens, eternal God! 

AX Thy goodness in full glory shines; 

Thy truth shall break through every cloud 
That veils and darkens thy designs. 

2 Forever firm thy justice stands, 

As mountains their foundations keep ; 

Wise are the wonders of thy hands; 

Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 

3 Thy providence is kind and large ; 

Both man and beast thy bounty share; 

The whole creation is thy charge. 

But saints are thy peculiar care. 

4 My God ! how excellent thy grace, 

Whence all our hope and comfort springs! 

The sons of Adam in distress 

Flv to the shadow of thy wings. 

5 From the provisions of thy house 
We shall be fed with sweet repast; 

There mercy, like a river, flows. 

And brings salvation to our taste. 

6 Life, like a fountain, rich and free. 

Springs from the presence of my Lord; 

And m thy light our souls shall see 
The glories promis’d in thy word. 

Psalm 36. Common Metre. [$$] 

Ver. 1, 2, 5, 6, 7, 9. Practical Atheism expos¬ 
ed ; or , the being and attributes of God asserted . 
1 X X THILL men grow bold in wicked ways, 
VV And yet a God they own, 

My heart within me often says, 

“ Their thoughts believe there’s itone.’* 







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Psalm 36. 

2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare, 

(Whatever their lips profess) 

“ God hath no wrath tor them to fear, 

“Nor will they seek his grace.” 
c 3 What strange seif-flattery blinds their eyes 
But there’s a hastening hour, 

When they shall see, with sore surprise, 

The terrors of thy power. 

4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, 

Though mountains melt away ; 

Thy judgments are a, world unknown, 

A deep unfathom’d sea. 

5 Above these heavens’ created rounds, 

Thy mercies. Lord, extend; 

Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds. 

Where time and nature end. 

6 Safety to man thy goodness brings, 

Nor overlooks the beast: 

Beneath the shadow of thy wings 
Thy children choose to rest. 

7 [From thee, when, creature streams run low. 

And mortal comforts die. 

Perpetual springs of life shall flow. 

And raise our pleasures high. 

3 Though all created light decay, 

And death close up our eyes, 

Thy presence makes eternal day, 

Where clouds can never rise.] 

Psalm 36. Short Metre. [ 5 ] 

Ver. 1— 7. The wickedness of man,aiid the majesty 
of God ; or, practical atheism epejiosed. 

1 \\f HEN man grows bold in sin, 

VV My heart within me cries, 

“ He hath no faith of God within, 

“Nor fear before his eyes.” 

2 [He walks a while conceal’d 
In a self-flattering dream, 

Till iiis dark crimes, at once reveal’d. 

Expose his hateful name.] 

J3 His heart is false and foul, 

His words are smooth and fair; 

Wisdom is banish’d from his soul, 

And leaves no goodness there. 





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4f He plots upon his bed. 

New mischiefs to fuhil; 

He sets his heart, and hands, and head 
To practise all that’s ill. 

$ But there’s a dreadful God, 

Though men renounce his fear; 

His justice, hid behind the cloud, 
bhail one great day appear. 

6 His truth transcends the sky ; 

In heaven his mercies dwell; 

Deep as the sea his judgments lie. 

His anger burns to heu. 

7 How excellent his love! 

Whence all our safety springs: 

O never let my soul remove 
From underneath his wings! 


Psalm 37. 1st Part . Com. Metre, [d 
Ver. 1—15. 

The cure of envy , fretfulness and unbelief: or , the 
rewards of the righteous and the wicked: or, the 
world's hatred , and the saint's patience. 

1 \\/HY should I vex my soul, and fret 

V V To see the wicked rise ? 

Or envy sinners, waxing great 
By violence and lies? 

2 As flowery grass cut down at noon, 

Before the evening fades. 

So shall their glories vanish soon 
In everlasting shades. 

3 Then let me make the Lord my trust. 

And practise all that’s good; 

So shall I dwell among the just, 

And he’ll provide me food. 

4 I to my God my wavs commit. 

And cheerful wait his will ; 

Thy hand, which guides mv doubtful feet,, 
Shall my desires fulfil. 

5 Mine innocence shalt thou display. 

And make thy judgments known. 

Fair as the light of dawning day. 

And glorious as the noon. 

6 The meek, at last, the earth possess, 

Ai}d are the heirs of heaven: 





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True riches, with abundant peace. 

To humble souls are given. 

Pause. 

7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way. 

Nor let your anger rise. 

Though Providence should long delay 
To punish haughty vice. 

8 Let sinners join to break your peace. 

And plat, and rage, and foam; 

The Lord derides them, for he sees 
Their day of vengeance come. 

9 They have drawn out the threatening sword, 

Have bent the murderous bow, 

To slay the men that fear the Lord, 

And bring the righteous low. 

10 Mv God shall break their bows, and burn 

Their persecuting darts ; 

Shall their own swords against them turn, 

And pain surprise their hearts. 

Psalm 37. 2 d Part . Common Metre. [&] 
Ver. 16, 21, 26 —31. 

Charity to the poor ; or, religion in words and deeds. 

1 \ T 7HY do the wealthy wicked boast, 

V V And grow profanely bold ? 

The meanest portion of the just 
Excels the sinner’s gold. 

2 The wicked borrows of his friends, 

But ne’er designs to pay ; 

The saint is merciful, and lends, 

Nor turns the poor away. 

3 His alms, with liberal heart, he gives 

Amongst the sons of need; 

His memory to long ages lives. 

And blessed is his seed. 

4 His lips abhor to talk profane, 

To slander or defraud ; 

His ready tongue declares to men 
What he has leam’d of God. 

5 The law and gospel of the Lord 

Deep in his heart abide; 

Led by the Spirit and the word. 

His feet shall never slide. 





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6 When sinners fail, the righteous stand, 
Preserv’d from every snare ; 

They shall possess the promis’d land. 
And dwell forever there. 


Psalm 37. 3 d Part . Common Metre. [&] 

Ver. 23—3 7. 

The way and end of the righteous and the wicked. 

1 A /T Y God, the steps of pious men 
1V1 Are order’d by thy will; 

.Though they should fall, they rise again ; 

Thy hand supports them still. 

2 The Lord delights to see their ways, 

Their virtue he approves : 

He’ll ne’er deprive them of his grace. 

Nor leave the men he loves, y 

3 The heavenly heritage is theirs. 

Their portion and their home ; 

He feeds them now, and makes them heirs 
Of blessings long to come. 

4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men. 

Nor fear when tyrants frown; 

Ye shall confess their pride was vain. 

When justice casts them down. 

Pause. 

5 The haughty sinner have I seen, 

Not fearing man nor God, 

Like a tall bay tree, fair and green, 

Spreading his arms abroad. 

6 And lo, he vanish’d from the ground. 

Destroy’d by hands unseen ; 

Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found. 
Where all that pride had been. 

7 But mark the man of’ righteousness. 

His several v steps attend; 

True pleasure runs through all his ways, 

And peaceful is his end. 


Psalm 38. Common Metre, [b] 

Guilt of conscience and re It-f; or, repentance , and 
prayer for pardon and health. 


1. A MIDST thy wrath remember love, 
if Restore thy servant. Lord; 

Nor let a father’s chastening prove 
Like an avenger’s sword/ 






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Psalm 39. 


2 Thine arrows stick within my heart. 

My flesh is sorely press’d; 

Between the sorrow and the smart. 

My spirit finds no rest. 

3 My sins a heavy load appear. 

And o’er my head are gone; 

Too heavy they for me to bear. 

Too hard for me t’ atone. 

4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, 

My head still bending down; 

And I go mourning all the day 
Beneath my Father’s frown. 

5 Lord, I am weak and broken sore. 

None of my powers are whole; 

The inward anguish makes me roar, 

The anguish of my soul. 

6 All my desire to thee is known. 

Thine eye counts every tear; 

And every sigh and every groan 
Is notic’d by thine ear. 

7 Thou art my God, my only hope. 

My God will hear my cry; 

My God will bear my spirit up 
When Satan bids me die. 

•8 [My foot is ever apt to slide. 

My foes rejoice to see’t; 

They raise their pleasure and their pride, 
When they supplant my feet. 

9 But I’ll confess my guilt to thee, 

And grieve for all my son ; 

I’ll mourn how weak my graces be. 

And beg support divine. 

10 My God, forgive my follies past. 

And be forever nigh; 

O Lord of my salvation, haste. 

Before thv servant die.] 

Fsalm 39. 1st Part . Comnapn Metre. [*] 

Ver. 3, 2, 3. 

Watchfulness ever the. tongiu ; or, prudence and zeal .* 

1 HP HUS I resolv’d before the Lord, 

A “Now will I watch my tongue, 

“Lest 1 let slip one sinful word, 

“ Or do my neighbour tvreng.” 

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2 And if I’m e’er constrain’d to stay 

With men of lives profane. 

I’ll set a double guard tHat day, 

Nor let my talk be vain. 

3 I’ll scarce allow my lips to speak 

The pious thoughts I feel, 

Lest scoffers should th’ occasion take 
To mock my holy zeal. 

4 Yet if some proper hour appear, 

I’ll not be over-aw’d, 

But let the scoffing sinners hear 

That I can speak for God._ 

Psalm 39, 2 d Part. Common Metre, [bj 

Ver. 4—7. The vanity of man as mortal. 

1 r p'EACH mo the measure of my days, 

JL Thou maker of my frame ! 

I would survey life’s narrow space, 

And learn how frail I am. 

2 A span is all that we can boast,. 

An inch or two of time i 
Man is but vanity and dust. 

In all his flower and prime. 

3 See the vain race of mortals move 

Like shadows o’er the plain; 

They rage and strive, desire and love, 

But all their noise is vain. 

4 Some walk in honour’s gaudy show. 

Some dig for golden ore; 

They toil for heirs, they knqjy not who. 

And straight are seen no more. 

5 What should I wish or wait for then 

From creatures, earth, and dust? 

They make our expectations vain, 

And disappoint our trust. 

6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, 

My fond desires recal; 

I give my mortal interest up. 

And mak' mv God my all. _ 

Psalm 39. 3 d Part . Common Metre, [hi 
Ver. 9-13. 

Sick bed devotion ; or , pleading without repining, 
1 OD of.my life, look gently down, 

V-T Behold the pains I feel; 





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Psalm 40. 


Bui; I am dumb before thy throne, 

Nor dare dispute thy will. 

2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord; 

They come at thy command ; 

I’ll not attempt a murmuring word 
Against thy chastening hand. 

3 Yet may I plead with humble cries, 

“ Remove thy sharp rebukes 
My strength consumes, my spirit dies, 
Through thy repeated strokes. 

4 Crush’d as a moth beneath thy hand, 

We moulder to the dust; 

Our feeble powers can ne’er withstand. 
And all our beauty’s lost. 

r [This mortal life decays apace, 

How soon the bubble’s broke! 

Adam and all his numerous race 
Are vanity arid smoke.] 

6 I’m but a sojourner below. 

As all my fathers were ; 

May I be well prepar’d to go, 

When I the summons hear. 

7 But if my life be spar’d a while, 

Before my last remove, 

Thy praise shall be my business still, 

And I’ll declare thy love. 

Psalm 40. 1st Part. Common Metre. 

Ver. 1, 2, 3, 5, 17. 

A song of deliverance from great distress. 
1 1 WAITED patient for the Lord; 

X He bow’d to hear my cry; 

He saw me resting on his word, 

And brought salvation nigh. 

12 He rais’d me from a horrid pit, 

Where mourning long I lay ; 

And from my bonds releas’d my feet. 
Deep bonds of miry clay. 

3 Firm on a rock he m .de me stand. 

And taught my cheerful tongue 
To praise the wonders of liis hand. 

In a new thankful song. 







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4 Fit spread his works of grace abroad ; 

The saints with joy shall hear; 

And sinners learn to make my God 
Their only hope and fear. 

5 How many are thy thoughts of love ! 

Thy mercies, Lord, how great! 

We have not words nor hours enough 
Their numbers to repeat* 

6 When I’m afflicted, poor and low, 

And light and peace depart. 

My God beholds my heavy wo. 

And bears me on his heart _______ 

Psalm 40. 2 d Part . Common Metre. 

Ver. 6—9. 7 'he incarnation and sacrifice of Christ , 

1 HPHUS saith the Lord, “ Your work is vain, 

1- “ Give your burnt off’rings o’er ; 

“ In dying goats and bullocks slain 
“ My soul delights no more. 

2 Then spake the Saviour, “ Lo, I’m here, 

“ My God, to do thy will; 

“ Whate’er thy sacred books declare, 

“ Thy servant shall fulfil. 

3 “ Thy law is ever in my sight, 

“ I keep it near my heart; 

“ Mine ears are open’d with delight 
“ To what thy lips impart.” 

4 And see, the blest Redeemer comes ! 

Th’ eternal Son appeal's ! 

And at th’ appointed time assumes 
The body God prepares. 

5 Much he reveal’d his Father’s grace. 

And much his truth he shewed, 

And preach’d the way of righteousness. 

Where great assemblies stood. 

6 His Father’s honour touch’d his heart, 

He pity’d sinners’ cries. 

And, to fulfil a Saviour’s part. 

Was made a sacrifice. 

Pause. 

7 No blood of beasts, on altars shed, 

Could wash the conscience clean ; 

But the rich sacrifice he paid 
Atones for all our sin. 





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Psalm 40, 41. 


3 Then was the great salvation spread, 
x\nd Satan’s kingdom shook ; 

Thus by the woman’s promis’d Seed 
The serpent’s head was broke. 


Psalm 40. Long Metre. [&] 

Ver. 5—10. Christ our sacrifice. 

1 r pHE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, 
1 Exceed our praise, surmount our thought ; 
Should I attempt the long detail. 

My speech would faint, my numbers fail. 

*2 No blood of beasts on altars spilt, 

Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt; 

But thou hast set before our eyes 
An all-sufficient sacrifice. 

3 Lo! thine eternal Son appears ! 

To thy designs he bows his ears; 

Assumes a body well prepar’d, 

And well performs a work so hard. 

4 “ Behold, 1 come,” (the Saviour cries. 

With love and duty in his eyes) 

“ I come to bear the heavy load 
“ Of sins, and do thy will, my God. 

5 “ ’Tis written in thy great decree, 

“ ’Tis in thy book foretold of me, 

“ I must fulfil the Saviour’s part; 

“ And lo! thy law is in my heart, 

6 “ I’ll magnify thy holy law, 

“ And rebels to obedience draw, 

“ When on my cross I’m lifted high, 

“ Or to my crown above the sky. 

7 « The Spirit shall descend, and show 

“ What thou hast done, and what I do; 

“ The wondering world shall learn thy grace, 
“ Thy wisdom and thy righteousness.” 

Psalm 41. Long Metre. [*f] 

Ver. l, e, 3. Charity to the. poor ; or , pity to the afflicted .. 

1 T>LEST is the man,' whose bowels move, 
ij And melt with pity to the poor; 

Whose soul, by sympathizing love. 

Feels what his fellow-saints endure. 

2 His heart contrives for their relief 
More good than his own hands can dd; 

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Psalm 42. 


He, in the time of general grief, 

Shall find the Lord has bowels too. 

3 His soul shall live secure on earth. 

With secret blessings on his head. 

When drought, and pestilence, and dearth. 
Around him multiply their dead. 

4 Or, if he languish on his couch, 

God will pronounce his sins forgiven. 

Will save him with a healing touch, 

Or take his willing soul to heaven. 

Psalm 42 . Common Metre. [b] 

Ver. 1— 5. Desertion and hope ; or, complaint of 
absence from public worship. 

1 \\7ITH earnest longings of the mind, 

V V My God, to thee I look; 

So pants the hunted hart to find 
And taste the cooling brook. 

2 When shall I see thy courts of grace. 

And meet my God again ? 

So long an absence from thy face 
Mv heart endures with pain. 

3 Temptations vex my weary soul, 

And tears are my repast; 

The foe-insults without control, 

“ And where’s your God at last r 5 < 

4 ’Tis with a mournful pleasure, now, 

I think on ancient days : 

Then to thy house did numbers go. 

And all our work was praise. 

5 But -why, my soul, sunk down so far 

Beneath this heaw load? 


Why do my thoughts indulge despair. 
And sin against my God ? 



For I shall yet before him stand, 
And sing restoring love. 


Psalm 42. Long Metre. [$] 

\ er. 6—11. Melancholy thoughts reproved; or, 
hope in affliction. 

1 TV/TY spirit sinks within me, Lord, 

XVA But I w ill call thy name to mind, 





Psalm 44, 


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And times of past distress record. 

When 1 have found my God was kind. 

2 Huge troubles, with tumultuous noise, 

Swell like a sea, and round me spread ; 

Thy water-spouts drown all my joys, 

And rising waves roll o’er my head. 

3 Yet will the Lord command his love, 

When I address his throne by day; 

Nor in the night his grace remove; 

The night shall hear me sing and pray, 

4 I’ll cast myself before his feet. 

And say, “ My God, my heavenly rock ! 

“ Why doth thy love so long forget 
“The soul that groans beneath thy stroke ? ,J 
£ I’ll chide my heart that sinks so low: 

Why should my soul indulge her grief ? 

Hope in the Lord, and praise him too: 

He is my rest, my sure relief. 

6 Thy light and truth shall guide me still; 
Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, 

And lead me to thine holy hill, 

My God, my most exceeding joy! 


Psalm 44, Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 1, 2, 3, 8, 15—26. 

The church's complaint in persecution , 



When to our ears our fathers told 
The wonders of their days. 


2 How thou didst build thy churches here, 

And make thy gospel known ; 

Amongst them did thine arm appear, 

Thy light and glory shone. 

3 In God they boasted all the day ; 

And in a cheerful throng 
Did thousands meet to praise and pray. 
And grace was all their song. 

4 But now our souls are seiz’d with shame, 

Confusion fills our face. 

To hear the enemy blaspheme, 

And fools reproach thy grace. 

9 Yet have we not forgot our God, 

Nov falsely dealt with Heaven ; 




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Nor have our steps declin'd the road 
Of duty thou hast given; 

6 Though dragons all around us roar 

With their destructive breath, 

And thine own hand has bruis’d us sore, 

Hard by the gates of death. 

Pause. ! 

7 We are expos’d all day to die 

As martyrs for thv cause, 

As sheep, for slaughter bound, we lie, 

By sharp and bloody laws. 

8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord! 

Why sleeps thy wonted grace ? 

Why should we look like men abhorr’d, 

Or banish’d from thy face ? 

9 Wilt thou forever cast us off, 

And still neglect our cries ? 

Forever hide thy heavenly love 
From our afflicted eyes? 

.10 Down to the dust our soul is bow’d. 

And dies upon the ground; 

Rise for our help, rebuke the proud. 

And all their powers confound. 

11 Redeem us from perpetual shame. 

Our Saviour and our God; 

We plead the honours of thy name. 

The merits of thy blood. 

Psalm 45. Short Metre. 

The glory of Christ; the success of the gosjiel, and 
the Gentile church . 

1 A TY Saviour and my King, 

1V1 Thv beauties are divine; 

Thy lips with blessings overflow. 

And every grace is thine. 

2 Now make thy glory known f 
Gird on thy dreadful sword, 

And ride in majesty, to spread 
The conquests of thy word. 

3 Strike through thy stubborn foes. 

Or melt their hearts t’ obey; 

While justice, meekness, grace and truth 
Attend thy glorious way. 




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4 Thy laws, O God, are right; 

Thy throne shall ever stand: 

And thy victorious gospel ^proves 
A sceptre in thy hand. 

5 [Thy Father and thy God 
Hath without measure shed 

His Spirit, like a joyful oil, 

T* anoint thy sacred head.] 

6 [Behold, at thy right hand 
The Gentile church is seen. 

Like a fair bride in rich attire, 

And princes guard the queen.} 

7 Fair bride, receive his love : 

Forget thy father’s house : 

Forsake thy gods, thy idol gods. 

And pay thy Lord thy vows. 

8 O let thy God and King 

Thy sweetest thoughts employ ! 

Tky children shall his honours sing 
In palaces of joy. 

Psalm 45. Common Metre. 

The personal glories and government of Christ 

1 T’LL speak the honours of my King: 

X His form divinely fair; 

None of the sons of mortal race 
May with the Lord compare. 

2 Sweet is thy speech, and heavenly grace 

Upon thy lips is shed : 

Thy God with blessings infinite 
Hath crown’d thy sacred head. 

3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince! 

Ride with majestic sway; 

Thy terrors shall strike through thy foes, 

And make tl *2 world obey. 

4 Thv throne, O God, forever stands; 

Thy word of grace shall prove 
A peaceful sceptre in thy hands, 

To rule thy saints by love. 

5 Justice and truth attend thee still. 

But mercy is thy choice ; 

And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill 
\Vitb most peculiar joys. 




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Psalm 45. 


Psalm 45. 1 st Part . Long Metre. 

The glory of Christ , and Jiuiver of his gosfiel. 



Jesus the Lord, how heavenly fair 
His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 


2 O’er all the sons of human race 
He shines with a superior grace; 

Love from his lips divinely flows, 

And blessings all his state compose. 

3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord! 

Gird on the terror of thy sword! 

In majesty and glory ride, 

With truth and meekness at thy side. 

4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, 

Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart; 

Or words of mercy, kind and sweet. 

Shall melt the rebels at thy feet. 

5 Thy throne, O God, forever stands, 

Grace is the sceptre in thy hands; 

Tny laws and works are just and right,. 
Justice and grace are thy delight 

6 God, thine own God, has richly shed 
His oil of gladness on thy head. 

And with his sacred Spirit blest 

His first-born Son above the rest 

Psalm 45. 2 d Part, Long Metre. [*] 

Christ and his church ; or , the mystical marriage . 



He comes with blessings from above. 
And wins the nations to his love. 


2 At his right hand, our eyes behold 
The queen array’d in purest gold ; 

The world admires her heavenly dress. 
Her robe of joy and righteousness. 

3 He forms her beauties like his own. 
He calls and seats her near his throne; 
Fair stranger, let thine heart forget 
The idols of thy native state. 

4 So shall the King the more rejoice 
In thee, the favourite of his choice: 






Psalm 46 


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Let him be lov’d, and yet ador’d, 

For he’s thy maker and thy Lord. 

5 O happy hour, when thou shalt rise 
To his fair palace in the skies, 

And all thy sons, (a numerous train} 

Each like a prince in glory reign. 

6 Let endless honours crown his head; 

Let every age his praises spread ; 

While we, with cheerful songs, approve 
The condescensions of his love. 

Psalm 46. 1st Part . Long Metre. [$] 

The church's safety and triumph among national 
desolations. 

1 OD is the refuge of his saints, 

VJT When storms of sharp distress invade; 
Ere we can offer our complaints. 

Behold him present with his aid. 

2 Let mountains from their seats be hurl’d 
Down to the deep, and bury’d there; 
Convulsions shake the solid world. 

Our faith shall never yield to fear, 

3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar ; 

In sacred peace our souls abide. 

While every nation, every shore 
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 

4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow 
Supplies the city of our God; 

Life, love, and joy still gliding through,. 

And watering oiu' divine abode. 

3 That sacred stream, thine holy word. 

That all our raging fear controls: 

Sweet peace thy promises afford. 

And give new strength to fainting souls. 

6 Zion enjoys her Monarch’s love, 

Secure against a threatening hour; 

Nor can her firm foundations move. 

Built on his truth, and arm’d with power. 

Psalm 46. 2 d Part . Long Metre. [$j 

God fights for his church. 

1 T ET Zion in her King rejoice, 

L/ Though tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise;' 








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Psalm 47 


He utters his almighty voice, 

The nations melt, the tumult dies. 

2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought. 

And Jacob’s God is still our aid: 

Behold the works his hand has wrought* 
What desolations he has made ! 

3 From sea to sea, through all the shores* 
He makes the noise cf battle cease; 

When from on high his thunder roars. 

He awes the trembling world to peace. 

4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear. 
Chariots lie burns with heavenly flame: 
Keep silence, all the earth, and heat 
The sound and glory of his name. 

5 “ Be still, and learn that I am God, 

“ I’ll be exalted o’er the lands, 

“ I will be known and fear’d abroad, 

“ But still my throne in Zion stands.” 

6 O Lord of Hosts, almighty King, 

While we so near thy presence dwell. 

Our faith shall sit secure, and sing 
Defiance to the gates of hell. 

Psalm 47. Common Metre. 

Christ ascending and reigning. 

1 FOR a shout of sacred joy 

To God the sovereign King! 

Let every land their tongues employ. 

And hymns of triumph sing. 

2 Jesus our God ascends on high ! 

His heavenly guards, around. 

Attend him rising through the sky. 

With trumpets’ joyful sound. 

3 While angels shout, and praise their King, 

Let mortals learn their strains : 

Let all the earth his honours sing; 

O’er all the earth he reigns. 

4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound; 

Let knowledge lead the song; 

Nor mock him with a solemn sound 
Upon a thoughtless tongue. 

5 In Israel stood his ancient throne, 

He lov’d that chosen race ; 




Psalm 48. 


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But now he calls the world his own. 

And heathens taste his grace. 

6 The Gentile nations are the Lord’s, 

There Abraham’s God is known, 

While powers and princes, shields and swords. 
Submit before his throne. 

Psalm 48. 1 st Part. Short Metre. [$$] 

V er. 1—8, 

The church is the honour and safety of a nation, 

1 [/"> RE AT is the Lord our God, 

V-X And let his praise be great; 

He makes his churches his abode, 

His most delightful seat. 

2 These temples of his grace. 

How beautiful they stand! 

The honours of our native place. 

And bulwarks of our land.] 

5 In Zion God is known, 

A refuge in distress; 

How bright has his salvation shone 
Through all her palaces. 

4 When kings against her join’d. 

And saw the Lord was there. 

In wild confusion of the mind, 

They fled with hasty fear. 

5 When navies, tall and proud. 

Attempt to spoil our peace. 

He sends his tempest, roaring loud. 

And sinks them in the seas. 

6 Oft have our fathers told. 

Our eyes have often seen. 

How well our God secures the fold 
Where his own sheep have been. 

7 In every new distress 
We’ll to his house repair. 

We’ll think upon his wondrous grace, 

And seek deliverance t here. ___ 

Psalm 48. 2 2 Tart. Short Metre. [*] 

Ver. 10—14. 

Th* beauiy of the church ; or, gospel worship and order . 

7 as thy name is known 

Jf The world declares thy praise; 






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Thy saints, O Lord, before _ tiiy throne, 

Their songs of honour raise* 

2 With joy let Judah stand 
On Zion’s chosen hill. 

Proclaim the wonders of thy hand. 

And counsels of thy will. 

3 Let strangers walk around 
The city where we dwell. 

Compass and view thine holy ground. 

And mark the building well; 

4 The orders of thy house, 

The worship of tliy court. 

The cheerful songs, the solemn vows*. 

And make a fair report. 

5 How decent and how wise ! 

How glorious to behold ! 

Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes. 

And rites adorn’d with gold. 

6 The God we worship now 
Will guide us till we die. 

Will be our God while here below, 

And Qur’s above the sky. 

Psalm 49. 1st Part. Common Metre. X3 

Ver. 6—14. 

Pride and death ; or, the vanity of life and richer* 



To see his wealth and honours flow 
With every rising tide ? 


2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn. 

Made of the self-same clay. 

And boast as though his flesh was born 
Of better dust than they ?] 

3 Not all his treasures can procure 

His soul a short reprieve, 

Redeem from death one guilty hour, 

Or make his brother live. 

4 [Life is a blessing can’t be sold. 

The ransom is too high; 

Justice will ne’er be brib’d with gold. 
That man may never die.] 
tf He sees the brutish and the wise. 

The fimorous and the brave 




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Psalm 49. 


Quit their possesions, close their eyes, 

And hasten to the grave. 

5 Yet ’tis his inward thought and pride, 

“ My house shall ever stand ; 

4< And that my name may long abide, 

“I’ll give it to my land.” 

7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost; 
How soon his memory dies ! 

His name is written in the dust. 

Where his own carcass lies. 

Pause. 

3 Tliis is the folly of their way; 

And yet their sons, as vain, 

Approve the words their fathers say, 

And act their works again. 

3 Men void of wisdom and of grace, 

If honour raise them high, 

Live like the beast, a thoughtless race. 

And like the beast they die. 

10 [Laid in the grave like silly sheep, 

Death feeds upon them there. 

Till the last trumpet breaks their sleep, 

In terror and despair.] 

Psalm 49. 2d Part. Common Metre, [bj 

Ver. 14, 15. Death and the resurrection . 

1 VE sons of pride, that hate the just, 

X And trample on the poor, 

When death has brought you down to dust, 
Your pomp shall rise no more. 

2 The last great day shall change the scene; 

When will that hour appear ? 

When shall the just revive and reign 
O’er all that scorn’d them here? 

3 God will my naked soul receive. 

When sep’rate from the llesh; 

And break the prison of the grave, 

To raise my bones afresh. 

4 Heaven is my everlasting home: 

Th’ inheritance is sure; 

Let men of pride their rage resume. 

But I’ll repine no more. 




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Psalm 49, 50. 


Psalm 49. Long Metfe. [b] 

The rich sinner’s death , and the saint’s resurrection. 

1 XX/4IY do the proud insult the poor, 

V V And boast the large estates they have ? 
How vain are riches to secure 
Their haughty owners from the grave ! 

2 They can’t redeem one hour from death. 
With all the wealth in which they trust; 

Nor give a dying brother breath. 

When God commands him down to dust 

3 There the dark earth and dismal shade 
Shall clasp their naked bodies round ; 

That flesh, so delicately fed. 

Lies cold, aud moulders in the ground. 

4 Like thoughtless sheep the sinner dies, 

Laid in the grave for worms to eat ; 

The saints snail in the morning nse. 

And find the oppressor at their feet. 

5 His honours perish in the dust. 

And pomp and beauty, birth and blood: 

That glorious day exalts the just 
To full dominion o’er the proud. 

6 My Saviour shall my life restore, 

And raise me from my dark abode: 

My flesh and soul shall part no more, 

But dwell forever near my God. 

Psalm 50. 1st Part. Com. Metre, [fcj 

Ver. 1—6 . The last judgment ; or, the saints rewarded. 

1 HPHE Lord, the judge, before his throne 

A Bids the whole earth draw nigh; 

The nations near the rising sun, 

And near the western sky. 

2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, 

‘‘Judgment will ne’er begin;” 

No more abuse Ids long delay 
To impudence and sin, 

3 Thron’d on a cloud, our God shall come, 

^ Bright flames prepare his way ; 

Thunder and darkness, fire and storm,' 

Lead on the dreadful day. 

4 Heaven from above his cali shall hear. 

Attending angels come, 




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And earth and hell shall know and fear 
His justice and their doom. 

5 “But gather all my saints,” he cries, 

“That made their peace with God 
“ By the Redeemer’s sacrifice, 

“ And seal’d it with his blood. 

6 “ Their faith and works brought forth to light, 

“ Shall make the world confess 
“ My sentence of reward is right, 

“ And heaven adore my grace.” 

Psalm 50. c 2.d Part. Com. Metre. [$] 

Ver. 8, 10, 11, 14, 15, 23. 

Obedience is better than sacrifice. 

1 HPHUS saith the Lord, “ The spacious fields, 

X “ And flocks and herds are mine ; 

“O’er all the cattle of the hills 
“ I claim a right divine. 

2 “I ask no sheep for sacrifice, 

“ Nor bullocks burnt with fire; 

“To hope and love, to pray and praise, 

“Is all that I require. 

3 “ Call upon me when trouble’s near, 

“My hand shall set thee free; 

“ Then shall thy thankful lips declare 
“ The honour due to me. 

4 “The man that offers humble praise, 

“He glorifies me best: 

“ And those, that tread my holy ways, 

“Shall my salvation taste.” 

Psalm 50. 3 d Part . Com. Metre, [b] 

Yer. I, 5, 8, 16, 21, 22. 

The judgment of hyfioci'iles. 

1 XX THEN Christ to judgment shall descend, 

VV And saints surround their Lord, 

He calls the nations to attend, 

And hear his awful word. 

2 “ Not for the want of bullocks slain 

“ Will I the world reprove; 

“ Altars and rites and torms are vain, 

“ .Without the fire of love. 

3 “ And what have hypocrites to do 

“ To bring their sacrifice t 
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“ They call my statutes just and true, 

“ But deal in theft and lies. 

4 “Could you expect to ’scape my sight, 

“And sin without control? 

“ But I shall bring your crimes to light, 
“With anguish in your soul.” 

5 Consider ye, that slight the Lord, 

Before his wrath appear; 

If once you fall beneath his sword. 
There’s no deliverer there. 


Psalm 50. Long Metre. [b] 

Hyfiocnsiy exposed. 

1 r T''HE Lord, the judge, his churches warns; 
X Let hypocrites attend and fear. 

Who place their hope in rites and forms. 
But make not faith nor love their care. 


2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name 
With lips of falsehood and deceit; 

A friend or brother they defame. 

And soothe and flatter those they hate. 

3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong. 
Yet dare to seek their Maker’s face; 
They take his covenant on their tongue. 
But break his laws, abuse his grace. 

4 To heaver, they lift their hands unclean, 
Defll’d with lust, defil’d with blood; 

By night they practise every sin, 

By day their mouths draw near to God. 

5 And while his judgments long delay. 

They grow secure and sin the more : 
They think lie sleeps as well as they. 

And put far off the dreadful hour. 

6 O dreadful hour, when God draws near, 
And sets their crimes before their eyes ; 
His wrath their guilty souls shaJl tear. 

And no deliverer dare to rise. 


Psalm 50. 1 st Part. Particular Metre, [bj 

The last judgment. 

1 HPHE Lord,the sov’reign, sends his summensforth, 
A. Calls the south nations, and awakes the north; 
From east to west the sounding orders spread, 
Through distant worlds, and regions cfthe dead: 






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No more shall atheists mock his long delay; 
His vengeance sleeps no more : beheld the day! 

2 Behold ! the Judge descends; his guards are nigh. 
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky : 
Heaven, earth and hell, draw near ; let all things 
To hear his justice, and the sinner’s doom ; [come 
But gather first my saints (the Judge commands) 
Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands. 

3 Behold my covenant stands forever good. 

Seal’d by the eternal sacrifice in blood, 

And sign’d with all their names; the Greek, the 
That paid the ancient worship, or the new; [Jew, 
There’s no distinction here; come, spread their 
thrones. 

And near me seat my favourites and my sons. 

4 I, their Almighty Saviour, and their God, 

I am their Judge: Ye heavens, proclaim abroad 
My just eternal sentence, and declare 
Those awful truths that sinners dread to hear; 
Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire ; 

I doom the painted hypocrite to fire. 

5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain 
Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain 
Without the flames of love : In vain the store 
Of brutal offerings that were mine before ; 

Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed, [feed 
Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they 

6 If I were hungry, would I ask thee food ? 
When did I thirst, or drink thy bullock’s blood ? 
Can I be flatter’d with thy cringing bows. 

Thy solemn chatterings, and fantastic vows ? 

Are my eyes charm’d thv vestments to behold. 
Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold ? 

7 Unthinking wretch! how couldst thou hope to please 
A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these ? 

While, with my grace and statutes on thy tongue, 
Thou lov’st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong. 

In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends, 
Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends. 

S Silent I waited with long-suffering love ; 

But didst thou hope that I should ne’er reprove r 
And cherish such an impious thought within. 

That God, the righteous, would indulge thy sin ? 



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Psalm 50. 


Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll. 

And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul. 

9 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise ; 
Awake before this dreadful morning rise ; 
Change your vain thoughts, your crooked worKs 
amend! 

Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend ; 
Lest like a lion his last vengeance tear 
Your trembling souls, and no deliverer near. 

Psalm 50. 2 d Part. Particular Metre. 

The last judgment. 

1 r TTIE God of glory sends his summons forth, 

I Calls the south*nations, and awakes the north; c 
From east to west the sovereign orders spread, 
Through distant worlds, and regions of the dead. 
The trumpet sounds; hell trembles; heaven rejoices; 
Lift up your heads, ye samts, with cheerful voices. 

2 No more shall atheists mock his long delay ; 

His vengeance sleeps no more : Behold the day ! 
Behold the Judge descends; his guards are nigh; 
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky. 

When God appears, ail nature shall adore him : 
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. 

3 “ Heaven, earth and hell, draw near; let all things 

come, 

‘‘To hear my justice, and the sinner’s doom ; 

“ But gather first my saints, (the Judge commands) 
“ Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands.” 
When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion; 
And shout, ye saints ! he comes for your salvation. 

4 “ Behold ! my covenant stands forever good, 
“Seal’d by the eternal sacrifice in blood, [Jew, 
“ And sign’d with all their names ; the Greek, the 
“ That paid the ancient wdrship, or the new.” 

There’s no distinction here ; join all your voices, 

And raise your heads, ye saints, for lieaven rejoices. 

5 “Here(saith theLord)ye angels,spread their thrones» 
“ And near me seat my favourites and my sons : 
“Come, my redeem’d, possess the joys prepar’d 

“ Ere time began ; ’tis your divine reward.” 
When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion ; 
And shout, ye saints! he comes for your salvation. 




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93 


Pause the first. 

6 “1 am the Saviour, I th* almighty God; 

“lam the Judge: Ye heavens, proclaim abroad 
“ My just eternal sentence, and declare 

“ Those awful truths, that sinners dread to hear.” 
When G(,d appears, all nature shall adore him : 
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. 

7 “ Stand forth, thou bold blasphemer, and profane, 
“Now feel my wrath, nor call my tlireatemngs vain; 
“ Thou hypocrite, once dress’d in saint’s attire, 

“ I doom tlie painted hypocrite to lire.” . 
Judgment proceeds; hell trembles ; heaven rejoices; 
lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. 

S “ Not for the want of goats or bullocks slam 
“ Do 1 condemn thee ; hulls and goats are vain 
“ Without the flames of love ; in vain the store 
« Of brutal ofterirgs that were mine before.” 

Earth is the Lord’s ; all nature shall adore him ; 
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him, 

9 “ If I were hungry, would I ask thee- food? 

“ When did I thirst, or drink thy bullock’s blood ? 

“ Mine are tlie tamer beasts, and savage breed, 
“Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they 
All is the Lord’s, he rules the wide creation ; [feed. 
Gives sinners vengeance, and the saints salvation. 

10 “ Can I be flatter’d with thy cringing bows, 
“Thy solemn chatterings, and fantastic vows? 
“ Are my eyes charm’d thy vestments to behold, 

“ Glaring in gems, and gav in woven gold ?” 

God is the Judge of hearts; no fair disguises 
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises. 

Pause the second. 

’ll “ Unthinking wretch ! how couldst thou hope to 
please , 

“ A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these ? 

“ While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue, 
“ Thou lov’st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong.' 
Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heaven rejoices; 
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful \oices. 

12 “ In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends; 

“ Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends 





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Psalm 51. 


“ While the false flatterer at my altar waits, 

“ His harden’d soul divine instruction hates.” 

God is the Judge of hearts; no fair disguises 
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises. 

13 “ Siient I waited with long-suffering love ; 

“ But didst thou hope that I should ne’er reprove? 
“ And cherish such an impious thought within, 

“ That the All-holy would indulge thy sin ?” 

Sec, God appears, all nature joins t* adore him ; 
Judgment proceeds, and sinners fall before him. 

14 “ Behold my terrors now ; my thunders roll,. 

“ And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul. 
“Now like a lion shall my vengeance tear 
“ Tliy bleeding heart, and no deliverer near.” 

Judgment concludes; hell trembles; heaven rejoices ; 
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. 
Epiphonema. 

15 “Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools, be wise; 
“Awake before this dreadful morning rise: 

“ Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works 
amend ; 

“ Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend.” 
Then join, ye saints, wake every cheerful passion ; 
When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation. 

Psalm 51. 1st Part . Long Metre, [b] 

—A jwfutent pleading for par dm. 



Are not thy mercies large and free? 
May not a sinner trust in thee ? 


2 My crimes are great, but can’t surpass 
The power and glory of thy grace: 
Great God, thy nature hath no bound. 
So let thy pardoning love be found. 

3 O wash my soul from every sin, 

And make my guilty conscience clean; 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 

And past offences pain mine eyes. 

4 My Ups with shame my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace; 
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, 
I am condemn’d, but thou art clear. 




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5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 

I must pronounce thee just in death: 

And if my soul were sent to hell, 

Thy righteous law approves it well. 

6 Yet save a trembling sinner. Lord, 

Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure supp ort against despair. _ 

Psalm 51. 2 d Part. Long Metre. 

Original and actual sin confessed. 

1 T ORD, I am vile, conceiv’d in sin; 

And born unholy and unclean ; 

Sprung from the man, whose guilty fall 
Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 

2 Soon as we draw bur infant breath, 

The seeds of sin grow up for death: 

Thy law demands a perfect heart; 

Rut we’re dehl’d in every part. 

3 [Great God, create my heart anew. 

And form my spirit pure and true; 

O make me wise betimes, to spy 
My danger and my remedy.] 

4 Behold, I fall before thy face; 

My only refuge is thy grace: 

No outward forms can make me clean ; 
The leprosy lies deep within. 

5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast. 

Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest. 
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea. 

Can wash the dismal stain away. 


6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone 
Hath power sufficient to atone; 

Thy blood can make me white as snow; 
No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 

7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace. 
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease. 

Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice. 
And make mv broken bones reioice. 


Psalm 51. 3 d Part. Long Metre, [b] 

The backslider restored ; or, repentance and faith 
in the blood of Christ. 

t THOU that hear’st when sinners cry, 

' V' Though all my crimes before thee lie.. 





Psalm 51 


Behold them not with angry look. 

But blot their memory from thy book. 

2 Create my nature pure within. 

And form my soul averse to sin; 

Let thy good Spirit ne’er depart, 

Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 

3 I cannot live without thy light. 

Cast out and banish’d from thy sight: 

Thise holy joys, my God, restore. 

And guard me, that 1 fall no more. 

4 Though I have griev’d thy Spirit, Lord, 

His help and comfort still afford: 

And let a wretch come near thy throne. 

To plead the merits of thy Son. 

5 A broken heart, my God, my King, 

Is all the sacrifice I bring; 

The God of grace will ne’er despise 
A broken heart for sacrifice. 

6 My soul lies humbled in the dust. 

And owns thy dreadful sentence just; 

Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 

And save the soul condemn'd to die. 

7 Then will I teach the world thy ways; 
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; 

I’ll lead them to my Saviour’s blood. 

And they shall praise a pardoning God. 

8 O may thy love inspire my tongue! 

Salvation shall be all my song; 

And all my powers shall join to bless 
The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 

Psalm 51. 1// Part. Com. Metre. 

Ver. 3—13. 

Original and actual sin confessed and pardoned » 



Against thy laws, against thy grace. 
How high my crimes arise! 


2 Should’st thou condemn my soul to hell. 

And crush my flesh to dust, 

Heaven would approve thy vengeance well. 
And earth must own it just. 

3 I from the stock of Adam carpe v 

Unholy and unclean; 







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11 my original is shame. 

And all my nature sin. 

4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew 
Contagion with my breath; 

And as my days advanc’d, I grew 
A juster prey for death. 

9 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul 
With thy forgiving love ; 

O make my broken spirit whole, 

And bid my pains remove. 

6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart. 

Nor drive me from thy face; 

Create anew my vicious heart, 

And fill it with thy grace. 

7 Then will I make thy mercy known 

Before the sous of men; 

Backsliders shall address thy throne. 

And turn to God again. 

Psalm 51. 2dPai't, Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 14 — 17 . Repentance andfaith in the blood of Christ, 

1 / A GOD of mercy, hear my call, 

W My load of guilt remove ; 

Break down this separating wall 

That bars me from thy love. 

2 Give me the presence of thy grace. 

Then my rejoicing tongue* 

Shall speak aloud thy righteousness. 

And make thy praise my song. 

3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain, 

For sin could e’er atone ; 

The death of Christ shall still remain 
Sufficient and alone. 

4 A soul oppress’d with sin’s desert. 

My Gou will ne’er despise: 

A humble groan, a broken heart. 

Is our best sacrifice. 

Psalm 53. Common Metre. [*] 

Vcr 4 —6. Victory and deliverance from persecution , 
1 A RE all the foes of Zion fools, 
jM Who thus devour her saints ? 





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Psalm £5. 


Do they not know her Saviour rules. 

And pities her complaints? 

2 They shall be seiz’d with sad surprise; 

For God’s avenging arm 
Scatters the bones of them that rise 
To do his children harm. 

3 In vain the sons of Satan boast 

Of armies in array; 

When God has first despis’d their host, 
They fall an easy prey. 

4 O for a word from Zion’s King, 

Her captives to restore! 

Jacob with all the tribes, shall sing, 

And Judah weep no more. 

Psalm 55. Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 1—8, 16, 17, 18, 22. 

Support for the afflicted and tempted sout. 

1 GOD, my refuge, hear my cries, 
v/ Behold my flowing tears, 

For earth and hell my hurt devise, 

And triumph in my fears. 

2 Their rage is levell’d at my life, 

My soul with guilt they load. 

And fill my thoughts with inward strife. 

To shake my hope in God. 

3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound* 

I groan with every breath ; 

Horror and fear beset me round 
Amongst the shades of death. 

4 O were I like a feather’d dove, 

And innocence had wings ; 

I’d fly, and make a long remove 
From all these restless things. 

5 Let me to some wild desert go. 

And find a peaceful home, 

Where storms of malice never blow. 
Temptations never come. 

6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all, 

To ’scape the rage of hell! 

The mighty God, on whom 1 call, 

Can save me here as well. 




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•_ 

7 By morning light I’ll seek his face. 

At noon repeat my cry: 

The night shall hear me ask his grace, 

Nor will he long deny. 

8 God shall preserve my soul from fear. 

Or shield me when afraid; 

Ten thousand angels must appear. 

If he command then' aid. 

9 I cast my burdens on the Lord, 

The Lord sustains them all; 

My courage rests upon his word. 

That saints shall never fall. 

10 My highest hopes shall not be vain; 

My lips shall spread his praise: 

While cruel and deceitful men 
Scarce live out half their days. 

Psa'lm 55. Short Metre. j>] 

Ver. 15—17, 19, 22.. 

Dangerous prosperity; or, daily devotion encouraged. 



But in the worship of my God 
I’ll spend my daily breath. 

2 My thoughts address his throne. 

When morning brings the light; 

I seek his blessing every noon, 

And pay my vows at night. 

3 Thou wilt regard my cries, 

O my eternal God ! 

While sinners perish in surprise 
Beneath thine angry rod. 

4 Because they dwell at ease. 

And no sad changes feel, 

They neither fear nor trust thy name. 
Nor learn to do thy will. 

5 But I, with all my cares, 

Will lean upon the Lord; 

I’ll cast my burden on his arm, 

And rest upon his word. 

6 His arm shall well sustain 
The chifdren of his love ; 

The ground, on which their safety stands. 
No earthly power can move. 





ICO 


Psalm 56 


Psalm 56. Conmon Metre. [t>] 

Deliverance from oppression and falsehood ; or , Cod’s 
care of his people y in answer to faith and prayer. 

1 THOU, whose justice reigns on high. 

And makes th’ oppressor cease ; 

Behold how envious sinners try 
To vex And break my peace. 

2 The sons of violence and lies 

Join to devour me. Lord ; 

But as my hourly dangers rise, 

My refuge is thy word. 

3 In God most holy, just and true, 

I have repos’d my trust; 

Nor will I fear what flesh can do. 

The offspring of the dust. 

4 They wrest my words to mischief still,, 

Charge me with unknown faults; 

Mischief doth all their counsels fill. 

And malice all their thoughts. 

5 Shall they escape without thy frown ? 

Must their devices stand? 

O cast the haughty sinner down. 

And let him know thy hand! 

Pause. 

6 God counts the sorrows of his saints. 

Their groans affect his ears; 

Thou hast a book for my complaints, 

A bottle for my tears. 

7 When to thy throne I raise my cry. 

The wicked fear and flee; 

So swift is prayer to reach the sky. 

So near is God to me. 

8 In thee, most holy, just and true, 

I have repos’d my trust; 

Nor will I fear what man can do. 

The offspring of the dust. 

9 Thv solemn vows are on me. Lord, 

Thou shalt receive my praise ; 

I’ll sing, “ How faithful is thy word! 

“How righteous all thy ways !” 

50 Thou hast secur’d nr soul from death? 

O set thy prisoner free; 




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Psalm 5?, 58. 


That heart and hand, and life and breath, 
May be employ’d for thee. 


Psalm 57. Long Metre. [&] 


Praise Jar protection , grace , and truth. 

1 A Th God, in whom are all the springs 
1V1 Of boundless love and grace unknown 4 
Hide me beneath thy spreading wings. 

Till the dark cloud is overblown. 


2 Up to the heavens I send my cry; 

The Lord will my desires perform; 

He send his angels from the sky. 

And saves me from the threatening storm. 

3 Be thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the heavens, where angels dwell; 
Thy. power on earth be known abroad, 
And land to land thy wonders tell. 

4 My heart is fix’d; my song shall raise 
Immortal honours to thy name ; 

Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise. 
My tongue, the glory of my frame. 

$ High o’er the earth his mercy reigns. 

And reaches to the utmost sky; 

His truth to endless years remains. 

When lower worlds dissolve and die. 

6 Be thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the heavens, where angels dwell, 
Thy power on earth be known abroad, 
And land to land thy wonders tell._ 


Psalm 58. Long Particular Metre, [*] 


Warning to magistrates. 

1 JUDGES, who rule the world by laws, 

J Will ye despise the righteous cause, 

When th’ injur’d poor before you stands ? 
Dare .ye condemn the righteous poor, 

And let rich sinners ’scape secure, 

While gold and greatness bribe your hands f 

2 Have ye forgot, or never knew. 

That God will judge the judges too ? 

High in the heavens his justice reigns; 

Yet you invade the rights of God, 

And send yoiir bold decrees abroad. 

To bind the conscience in your chains. 

I 2 







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Psalm 60, 


3 A poison’d ai r. u i.-> \ ou: tangue. 

The arrow sharp, the poison strong. 

And death attends where’er it wounds: 

You hear no counsels, cries or tears; 

So the deaf adder stops her ears 

Against the power of charming sounds. 

4 Break out their teeth, eternal God, 

Those teeth of lions dy’d in blood; 

And crash the serpents in the dust: 

As empty chad', when whirlwinds rise. 

Before the sweeping tempest flies. 

So let their hopes and names be lost. 

5 Th’ Almighty thunders from the sky. 

Their grandeur melts, their titles die, 

As hills of snow dissolve and run. 

Or snails that perish in their slime. 

Or births that come before their time. 

Vain births that never see the sun. 

6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord 
Safetv and joy to saints afford ; 

And all that hear shall join and say, 

“ Sure there’s a God that rules on high, 

“ A God that hears his children era, 

** And will their sufferings well repay.” 

Psalm 60. Common Metre, [ft] 

Ver. 1—5, lu—12. 

On a day of humiliation for disapp ointinrn t in nvar . 

1 Y ORD, hast thou cast the nation off? 

Ju Must we forever mourn } 

W ilt thou indulge immortal wrath ? 

Shall mercy ne’er return ? 

2 The terror of one frown of thine 

Melts all our strength away ; 

Like men that totter, drunk with wine, 

We tremble in dismay. 

3 “ Our Zion trembles at thv stroke, 

“ And dreads thy lifted hand ! 

“ Oh, heal the people thou hast broke, 

“ And save the sinking land.” 

4 Lift up a banner in the field 

For those that fear thy name ; 

Save tliy beloved with thv shields 
And put our foes to shame. 





Psalm 61, 62. 10S 

5 Go -with our armies to the tight, 

Like a confederate God; 

In vain confederate powers unite 
Against thy lifted rod. 

6 Our troops shall gain a wide renown 

By thine assisting hand; 

J Tis God that treads the mighty down, 

And makes the feeble stand. 

Psalm 61. Short Metre. 


Ver. 1—6. Safety in God. 



Helpless, and far from all relief. 
To heaven I lift mine eyes. 


2 O lead me to the rock 
That’s high above my head. 

And make the covert of thy wings 
My shelter and my shade. 

3 Within thy presence. Lord, 

Forever Ill abide; 

Thou art the tower of my defence, 

The refuge where I hide. 

4 Thou givest me the lot 

Of those that fear thy name; 

If endless life be their reward, 

I shall possess the same. 

Psalm 62. Long Metre. [#] 

Ver. 5—12. JYo trust in creatures ; or, faith in 
divine grace and {lower. 

1 TV yf V spirit looks to God alone ; 

1VX My rock and refuge is his throne: 

In all liiy fears, in all my straits. 

My soul on 1 ms salvation waits. 

2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways. 

Pour out your hearts before his face; 

When helpers fail, and foes invade, 

God is our all-sufficient aid. 

3 False are the men of high degree* 

The baser sort are vanity ; 

Laid in the balance, both appear 
Light as a puff of empty air. 






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Psalm 63 


4 Make not increasing gold your trust. 
Nor set your hearts on glittering dust; 
Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke. 
And not believe what God has spoke ? 

5 Once has his awful voice declar’d. 

Once and again my ears have heard, 

“ All power is his eternal due ; 

“ He must be fear’d and trusted too.” 

6 For sovereign power reigns not alone; 
Grace is a partner of the throne : 

Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord, 
Shall well divide our last reward. 


Psalm 63. 1st Part. Com. Metre, [$] 


Ver. 1, 2, 5, 3, 4. The morning of a Lord’s day . 



My thirsty spirit faints away, 
Without thy cheering grace. 


2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand. 
Beneath a burning sky, 

Long for a cooling stream at hand. 
And they must drink or die. 


3 I’ve seen thy glory and thy power 
Through all thy temple "shine ; 

My Goa, repeat that heavenly hour. 
That vision so divine ! 


4 Not all the blessings of a feast 

Can please my soul so well. 

As when thy richer grace I taste. 

And in thy presence dwell. 

5 Not life itself, with all its joys. 

Can my best passions move, 

Or raise so high my cheerful voice. 

As thy forgiving love. 

6 Thus till my last expiring day. 

I’ll bless my God and King; 

Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 

And tune my lips to sing. 

Psalm 63. 2d Part. Common Metre. 

Ver. 6—10. Midnight thoughts recollected . 
^ HP WAS in the watches of the night 
4 - I thought upon thy power; 





Psalm 63. 


105 


I kept thy lovely face in sight 
Amidst the darkest hour. 

2 My flesh lay resting on my bed; 

My soul arose on high ; 

“ My God, my life, my hope,” I said, 

“ Bring thy salvation nigh.” 

3 My spirit labours up thine hill. 

And climbs the heavenly road: 

But thy right hand upholds me still. 

While I pursue my God. 

4 Tin'- mercy stretches o’er my head 
~"*The shadow of thy wings ; 

Mv heart rejoices in thine aid; 

My tongue awakes and sings. 

5 But the destroyers of my peace 

Shall fret and rage in vain; 

The tempter shall forever cease, 

And ril my sins be slain, 

6 Thy sword shall give my foes to death. 

And send them down to dwell 
In the dark caverns of the earth. 

Or to the depths of hell. 

Psalm €3. Long Metre. [&j 

Longing after God ; or, the Love oj God better than life. 

1 /O REAT God, indulge my humble claim; 

Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; 
The glories that compose thy name 
Stand all engag’d to make me blest. 

2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, 
Thou art my Father and my God! 

And I am thine by sacred ties ; 

Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood, 

3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands. 

For thee I long, to thee I look; 

As travellers, in thirsty lands. 

Pant for the cooling water-brook, 

4 With early feet I love t’ appear 
Among thy saints, and seek thy face; 

Oft have I seen thy glory there. 

And felt the power of sovereign grace. 

5 Not fruits, nor wines that tempt our taste. 
Nor all the joys our senses know. 




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Could make me so divinely blest, 

Or raise my cheerful passions so. 

6 My life itself, without thy love. 

No taste of pleasure could afford; 

5 T would but a tiresome burden prove. 

If I were banish’d from the Lord. 

7 Amidst the wakeful hours of night. 
When busy cares afflict my head. 

One thought of thee gives new delight. 
And adds refreshment to my bed. 

8 I’ll lift my hands, I’ll raise my voice, 
While I have breath to pray or praise ; 
This work shall make my heart rejoice. 
And spend the remnant of my days. 


Psalm 63. Short Metre. [«] 

Seeking God . 

1 A yf Y tlod, permit my tongue 
IVX This joy, to call thee mine ; 

And let my early cries prevail 
To taste thy love divine. 

2 My thirsty fainting soul 
Thy mercy does implore ; 

Not travellers in desert lands. 

Can pant for water more. 

3 Within thy churches. Lord, 

I long to find my place; 

Thy power and glory to behold. 

And fe^l thy quickening grace. 

4 For life without thy love 
No relish can afford ; 

No joy can be compar’d to this. 

To serve and please the Lord. 

5 To thee I lift my hands. 

And praise thee while I live; 

Not the rich dainties of a feast 
Such food or pleasure give. 

6 In wakeful hours of night, 

I call my God to mind; 

I think how wise thy counsels are. 

And all thy dealings kind. 

7 Since thou hast been my help. 

To thee my spirit flies. 




Psalm 65. 


107 


And on thy watchful providence 
My cheerful hope relies. 

8 The shadow of thy wings 
My soul in safety keeps: 

I follow where my Father leads, 

And he supports my steps. 

Psalm 65. 1st Part. Long Metre. 

Ver. 1—5. Public prayer and praise. 

1 r T'HE praise of Zion waits for thee, 

1 My God, and praise becomes thy house: 
There shall thy saints thy glory see. 

And there perform their public vows. 

2 O thou, whose mercy bends the skies 
To save when humble sinners pray 
All lands to thee shall lift their eyes. 

And islands of the northern sea. 

3 Against my will my sins prevail, 

But grace shall purge away their stain; 

"The blood of Christ will never fail 
To wash my garments white again. 

4 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose, 

And give him kind access to thee; 

Give him a place within thy house. 

To taste thy love divinely free. 

Pause. 

5 Let Babel fear when Zion prays; 

Babel prepare for long distress, 

When Zion’s God himself array? 

In terror and in righteousness. 

6 With dreadful glory, God fulfils 
What his afflicted saints request; 

And with almighty wrath reveals 
His love, to give his churches rest. 

7 Then shall the flocking nations run 
To Zion’s hill, and own their Lord ; 

The rising and the setting sun 
Shall see the Saviour’s name ador’d. 

Psalm 65. 2d Part . Long Metre. [*] 

Ver. 5—13. Divine providence in air, earth , and 
sea ; or, the God of nature and grace, 

1 r T'\HE God of our salvation hears 

A The groans of Zion mix’d with tears > 






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Psalm 6.5, 


Yet when he comes with kind designs. 
Through all the way his terror shines. 

2 On him the race of man depends. 

Far as the earth’s remotest ends, 

Where the Creator’s name is known 
By nature’s feeble light alone. 

3 Sailors, that travel o’er the flood. 

Address their flighted souls to God, 
When tempests rage, and billows roar. 
At dreadful distance from the shore. 

4 He bids the noisy tempests cease; 

He calms the raging crowd to peace,, 
When a tumultuous nation raves. 

Wild as tlie winds, and loud as w T aves„. 

5 Whole kingdoms, shaken by the storm. 
He settles m a peaceful form; 

Mountains establish’d by his hand, 

Firm on tlieir old foundations stand. 

6 Behold his ensigns sweep the sky, 

New comets blaze, and lightnings fly ; 
The heathen lands, with swift surprise. 
From the bright horrors turn their eyes. 

7 At his command, the morning ray 
Smiles in the east, and leads the day * 
He guides the sun’s declining wheels, 
Over the tops of western hills. 

3 Seasons and times obey his voice ; 

The evening and the mom rejoice 
To see the earth made soft with showers* 
Laden with fruit, and dress’d in flowers. 

9 ’Tis from his watery stores on high, 

He gives the thirsty ground supply; 

He walks upon the clouds, and thence 
Doth his enriching drops dispense. 

10 The desert grows a fruitful field ; 
Abundant food the vallies yield ; 

The vallies shout with cheerful voice. 
And neighbouring hills repeat their joys. 

11 The pastures smile in green array; 
There lambs and larger cattle play; 

The larger cattle and the lamb, 

Each in his language speaks thy name. 




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12 Thy works pronounce thy power divine; 

O’er every field thy glories shine: 

Through every month thy gifts appear; 

Great God! thy goodness crowns the year. 

Psalm 65. 1st Part. Common Metre. [«] 

A prayer-hearing God , and the Gentiles called* 

1 TyRAISE waits in Zion* Lord, for thee ; 

X There shall our vows be paid: 

Thou hast an ear when sinners pray. 

All flesh shall seek thine aid. 

2 Lord, our iniquities prevail. 

But pardoning grace is thine : 

And thou wilt grant us power and skill 
To conquer every sin. 

3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose* 

To bring them near thy face; 

Give them a dwelling in thine house. 

To feast upon thy grace. 

4 In answering what thy church requests. 

Thy truth and terror shine. 

And works of dreadful righteousness 
Fulfil thy kind design. 

5 Thus shall the wondering nations see 

The Lord is good and just: 

And distant islands fly to thee. 

And make thy name their trust 

6 They dread thy glittering tokens, Lord, 

When signs in heaven appear; 

But they shall learn thy holy word, 

And love, as well as fear. 

Psalm 65. 2d Part . Common Metre. [*} 

The providence of God in air , earth, and sea > 
or , the blessing of rain. 

1 3"pIS by thy strength the mountains stand, 

X God of eternal power ! 

The sea grows calm at thy command, 

And tempests cease to roar. 

2 The morning light and evening shade 

Successive comforts bring ; 

Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad. 

Thy flowers adorn the spring. 

3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours, 

Heaven, earth, and air are thine ; 





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Psalm 65, 66. 

When clouds distil in fruitful showers, 

The Author is divine. 

4 Those wandering cisterns in the sky. 

Borne by the winds around,^ 

With watery treasures well supply 
The furrows of the ground. 

5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill. 

And ranks of corn appear; 

Thy ways abound with blessings still, 

Thy goodness crowns the year. 

Psalm 65. Sd Part . Common Metre. [$t<] 

The blessings of the spring ; or , God gives rain. 
A Psalm for the Husbandman. 

1 OOD is the Lord, the heavenly King, 

Who makes the earth his care; 

Visits the pastures every spring, 

And bids the grass appear. 

2 The clouds, like rivers, rais’d on high. 

Pour out, at thy command. 

Their watery blessings from the sky. 

To cheer the thirsty land. 

3 The soften’d ridges of the field 

Permit the corn to spring ; 

The vallies rich provision yield. 

And the poor labourers sing. 

4 The little hills, on every side. 

Rejoice at falling showers ; 

The meadows, dress’d in all their pride. 
Perfume the air with flowers. 

5 The barren clods, refresh’d with rain. 

Promise a joyful crop ; 

The parched grounds look green again. 

And raise the reaper’s hope. 

6 The various months thy goodness crowns ; 

How bounteous are thy ways! 

The bleating flocks spread o’er the downs. 
And shepherds shout thy praise. 

Psalm 66. \st Part. Cam. Metre. [£<] 

Governing power and goodness; or, our grace tri¬ 
ed by afflictions. 

1 C TNG, all yo nations, to the Lord, 

C) Sing with a joyful noise; 





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Ill 


With melody of sound record 

His honours, and your joys. 

2 Say to the Power that shakes the skv, 

“ How terrible art thou! 

“ Sinners before thy presence fly, 

“ Or at thy feet they bow.” 

3 [Come, see the wonders of our God, 

How glorious are his ways ! 

In Moses’ hand he puts his rod, 

And cleaves the frighted seas. 

4 He made the ebbing chatinel dry, 

While Israel pass’d the flood; 

There did the church begin their joy. 

And triumph in their God.] 

5 He rules by his resistless might; 

Will rebel mortals dare 
Provoke til* Eternal to the fight. 

And tempt that dreadful war ? 

6 O bless our God, and never cease; 

Ye saints, fulfil his praise; 

He keeps our life, maintains our peace, 

And guides our doubtful Ways. 

7 Lord, thou hast prov’d our suffering souls, 

To make our graces shine; 

So silver bears the burning coals, 

The metal to refine. 

8 Through watery deeps and fiery ways. 

We march at thy command; 

Led to possess the promis’d place 
By thine unerring hand. 

Psalm 66. 2d Part . Common Metre. [&j 
Ver. 13—20. Franc to God for hearing prayer. 

1 VTOW shall my solemn vows be paid 
1M To that Almighty Power, 

That heard the long requests I made 
In my distressful hour. 

2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare 

To make his mercies known ; 

Colne, ye that fear mv Gdd, and heat 
The wonders he has done. 

3 When on my head huge sorrows fell, 

I sought his heavenly aid; 





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He sav’d my sinking soul from hell 
And death’s eternal shade. 

4 If sin lay cover’d in my heart. 

While prayer employ’d my tongue, 

The Lord had shewn me no regard. 

Nor I his praises sung. 

£ But God (his name be ever blest) 

Has set my spirit free. 

Nor turn’d from him my poor request. 

Nor turn’d his heart from me. __ 

Psalm 67. Common Metre. [$$] 

The nation's prosperity, and the church's increase, 

1 CHINE, mighty God, on this our land, 

O With beams of heavenly grace ; 

Reveal thy power through all our coasts, 

And shew thy smiling face. 

2 [Amidst our States, exalted high, 

Do thou our glory stand. 

And like a wall of guardian fire. 

Surround the favourite land.] 

3 When shall thy name from shore to shore 

Sound all the earth abroad, 

And distant nations know and love 
Their Saviour and their God ? 

4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands. 

Sing loud with solemn voice; 

While thankful tongues exalt his praise, 

And grateful hearts rejoice. 

5 He, the great Lord, the sovereign Judge, 

That sits enthron’d above. 

Wisely commands the worlds he made 
In justice and in love. 

5 Earth shall obey her Maker’s will. 

And yield a full increase; 

Our God will crown his chosen land 
With fruitfulness and peace. 

7 God the Redeemer scatters round 
His choicest favours here; 

While the creation’s utmost bound 
Shall see, adore, and fear. 

Psalm 68. 1 st Part. Long Metre. [$] 

Ver. 1 — 6 , 32 — 35 . The vengeance and compassion oj God* 
1 T ET God arise in all his might, 

A-4 And put the troops of hell to flight, 





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Jjjj 

As smoke, that sought to cloud, the skie$, 
Before the rising tempest flies. 

2 [He comes, array’d in burning flames; 

Justice and vengeance are his names: 

Behold his fainting fees expire. 

Like melting wax before the fire.] 

3 He rides and thunders through the sky; 

Iiis name, Jehovah, sounds on high; 

Sing to his name, ye sons of grace; 

Ye saints, rejoice Before his face. 

4 The widow and the fatherless 
Fly to his aid in sharp distress; 

In him the poor and helpless find 
A judge that’s just, a father kind. 

5 He breaks the captive’s heavy chain, 

And prisoners see the light again; 

But rebels, that dispute his will, 

Shall dwell in Chains and darkness still. 

Pause. 

6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong 
Crown him, yc nations, in your song: 

His wondrous names and powers rehearse; 
His honours shall enrich your verse. 

7 He shakes the heavens with loud alarms; 

How terrible is God in arms! 

In Israel are his mercies known, 

Israel is his peculiar throne. 

8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest; 

He’s your defence, your joy, your rest: 

When terrors rise, and nations faint, 

God is the strength of every saint. 

Psalm 68. Part . Long Metre. [»] 

Ver. 17, 18. 

Christ’s ascension and the gift of the Spirit. 

1 T ORD, when thou didst ascend on high, 

L Ten thousand angels fill’d t}ie sky : 

Those heavenly guards around thee wait. 

Like chariots, that attend thy state. 

2 Not Sinai’s mountain could appear 

More glorious when the Lord was there; 
While he pronounc’d his dreadful lav/, 

And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 

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3 How bright the triumph none can tell. 

When the rebellious powers of hell. 

That thousand souls had captive made. 

Were all in chains like captives led. 

4 Rais’d by his Father to the throne, 

He sent the promis’d Spirit down. 

With gifts and grace for rebel men. 

That God might dwell on earth again. 

Psalm 68. 3d Part . Long Metre. [*] 

Ver. 19, 9, 20—22. Praise for temporal blessings ; 
or , common and spiritual mercies. 

1 \ X 7E bless the Lord, the just, the good, 

V V Who fills our hearts with joy and food ; 
Who pours his blessings from the skies. 

And loads our days with rich supplies. 

2 He sends the sun his circuit round, 

To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground ; 

He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain, 
Refresh the thirsty earth again. 

3 ’Tis to his care we owe our breath, 

And all our near escapes from death: 

Safety and health to God belong; 

He helps the weak, and guards the strong, 

4 He makes the saint and sinner prove 
The common blessings of his love ; 

But the wide difference that remains 
Is endless joys, or endless pains. 

5 The Lord, that bruis’d the serpent’s head, 

On all the serpent’s seed shall tread; 

The stubborn sinner’s hope confound. 

And smite him with a lasting wound. 

6 But his right hand his saints shall raise 
From the deep earth, or deeper seas; 

And bring them to his courts above, 

There shall they taste his special love. 

Psalm 69. 1st Part, Common Metre. [t>} 

Ver. 1—14. The sufferings of Christ for our salvation . 
1 “ C AVE me, O God; the swelling floods 
O “ Break in upon my soul: 

“ I sink, and sorrows o’er my head 
4 ‘Like mighty waters roll 






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2 “ 1 cry till all my voice be gone; 

“ In tears I waste the day: 

“ My God, behold my longing eyes, 

“ And shorten thy delay. 

3 “They hate my soul without a cause, 

“And still their number grows 
“ More than the hairs around my head, 

“ And mighty are my foes. 

4 “ ’Twas then I paid that dreadful debt, 

“ That men could never pay, 

“ And gave those honours to thy law, 

“ Which sinners took away.” 

5 Thus, in the great Messiah’s name. 

The royal prophet mourns; 

Thus he awakes our hearts to grief, * 

And gives us joy by turns. 

6 “Now shall the saints rejoice, and find 

“ Salvation hi my name, 

“For I have borne their heavy load 
“ Of sorrow, pain, and shame. 

7 “ Grief, like a garment, cloth’d me round, 

“ And sackcloth was my dress, 

“ While I procur’d for naked souls 
“ A robe of righteousness. 

8 “ Amongst my brethren and the Jews, 

“ I like a stranger stood, 

“ And bore their vile reproach, to bring 
“ The Gentiles near to God. 

9 “ I came in sinful mortals’ stead 

“To do my Father’s will; 

“ Yet, when I cleans’d my Father’s hous«, 
“ They scandaliz’d my zeaL 

10 “ My fastings and my holy groans 

“ Were made the drunkard’s song; 

“ But God, from his celestial throne, 

“ Heal’d my complaining tongue. 

11 “ He sav’d me from the dreadful deep, 

“ Nor let my soul be drown’d; 

“ He rais’d and fix’d my sinking feet 
“ On well establish’d ground. 

12 “ ’Twas in a most accepted hour, 

“ My prayer arose on high, 



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Psalm 69 


“ And, for my sake, my God shall hear 
“ The dying sinner’s cry.” 

Psalm 69. Part . Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 14—21, 26, 29, 32. 

The passion and exaltation of Christ. 

1 VT OW let our lips with holy fear 
lN And mournful pleasure sing 

Tiie sufferings of Our great High-Priest, 

The sorrows of our King. 

2 He sinks in floods of deep distress ; 

How high the waters rise ! 

While to his heavenly Father’s ear 
Hementis perpetual cries. 

3 “ Hea'f 1 me, O Lord, and save thy Son, 

“ Nor hide thy shining face ; 

“ Why should thy favourite- look like one 
“ Forsaken of thy grace ? 

4 “With rage they persecute the man 

“That groans*beneath thy wound, 

“ While for a sacrifice I pour 
“ My life upon the ground. 

5 “ They tread my honour to the dust, 

“ And laugh when I complain; 

“Their sharp insulting slanders add 
“ Fresh anguish to my pain. 

6 “ All my reproach is known to thee, 

“The scandal and the shame; 

“ Reproach has broke my bleeding heart. 

“ And lies defil’d my name. 

7 “ I look’d for pity, but in vain : 

ic My kindred are my grief: 

“ I ask my friends for comfort round, 

“ But meet with no relief. 

8 “ With vinegar they mock my thirst; 

“ They give me gall for food: 

“And, sporting with my dying groans, 

“ They triumph in my blood. 

9 “ Shine into my distressed soul, 

•“ Let thy compassion save ; 

“ And though my flesh sink down to death, 

“ Redeem it from tile grave. 




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Psalm 69. 


10 “ I shall arise to praise thy name, 

“ Shall reign in worlds unknown; 
And thy salvation, O my God, 

“ Shall seat me on thv throne.” 


Psalm 69. 3 d Part. Common Metre. j>] 

Christ's obedience and death ; or , God glorified 
and sinners saved. 

1 TJ'ATHER ! I sing thy wondrous grace, 

-L I bless my Saviour’s name ; 

He bought salvation for the poor, 

And bore the sinner’s shame. 


2 His deep distress has rais’d us high; 

His duty and his zeal 
Fulfill'd the law which mortals broke. 
And finish’d all thy will. 

3 His dying groans, his living songs. 

Shall better please my God, 

Than harp or trumpet’s solemn sound. 
Than goats’ or bullocks’ blood. 

4 This shall his humble followers see. 

And set their hearts at rest; 

They by his death di-aw near to thee. 
And live forever blest 


5 Let heaven, and all that dwell on high, 

To God their voices raise, 

While lands and seas assist the sky. 
And join t’ advance his praise. 

6 Zion is thine, most holy God; 

Thy Son shall bless her gates ; . 

And glory, purchas’d by his blood, 

For thine own Israel waits. 


Psalm 69. 1st Part. Long Metre, [b] 

Christ's fiassion and sinners' salvation. 

1 T'XEEP in our hearts let us record 
-JL/ The deeper sorrows of our Lord : 

Behold the rising billows roll. 

To overwhelm his holy soul! 

2 In long complaints he spends his breath. 
While hosts of hell, and powers of death, 

And all the sons of malice join. 

To execute their curst design. 






118 Psalm 69. 

3 Yet, gracious God, thv power■ and love 
Have made the curse a blessing prove; 
These dreadful sufferings of thy Son 
Aton’d for sins which we had done. 

4 The pangs of our expiring Lord 
The honours of thy law restor’d : 

His sorrowr made thy justice known, 

And paid for follies not his own. 

5 O! for his sake our guilt forgive, 

And let the mourning sinner live; 

The Lord will hear us in his name. 

Nor shall our hope be turn’d to shame. 

Psalm 69. 2d Part . Long Metre. [&] 

Ver. 7, See. Christ's sufferings and zeal. 

1 ’HPWAS for our sake, eternal God, 

1 Thy Sen sustain’d that heavy load 
Of base reproach and sore disgrace. 

And shame defil’d his sacred face. 

2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin, 

Abus’d the man that check’d their sin: 

While he fulfill’d thy holy laws, 

They hate him, but without a cause. 

3 [“ My Father’s house,” said he, “ was made 
“ A place for worship, not for trade 
Then, scattering all their gold and brass, 

He scourg’d the merchants from the place.] 

•1 [Zeal for the temple of Ills God 
Consum’d his life, expos’d his blood : 
Reproaches at thy glory thrown 
He felt, and mourn’d them as his owri.] 

5 [His friends forsook, his followers fled, 

While foes and arms surround his head; 

They curse him with a slanderous tongue. 

And the false judge maintains the wrong.] 

6 His life they load with hateful lies. 

And charge” his lips with blasphemies : 

They nail him to the shameful tree ; 

There hung the man that dy’d for me ! 

7 [Wretches, with hearts as hard as stones. 
Insult his piety and groans ; 

Gall was the food they gave him there. 

And mock’d his thirst with vinegar.] 





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Psalm 71. 

8 But God beheld, and from his throne 
Marks out the men that hate his Son ; 

The hand that rais’d him from the dead 
Shall pour due vengeance on their head. 

Psalm 71. 1 st Part* Common Metre, [bl 

Ver. 5—9. The aged saint’s reflection and hope • 

1 M Y everlasting hope, 

iVT I live upon thy truth; 

Thine hands have held my childhood up, 

And strengthen’d all my youth. 

2 My flesh was fashion’d by thy power, 

With all these limbs of mine; 

And from my mother’s painful hour. 

I’ve been entirely thine. 

3 Still has my life new wonders seen. 

Repeated every year: 

Behold my days that yet remain, 

I trust them to thy care. 

4 Cast me not off when strength declines. 

When hoary hairs arise; 

And round me let thy gloiy si line, 

Whene’er thy servant dies. 

5 Then, in the history of my age. 

When men review my days, 

They’ll read thy love in cveiy page, 

In every line, thy praise. 

Psalm 71. 2d Part. Common Metre. [«] 
Ver. 15, 14, 16, 23, 22, 24. 

Christ our strength and righteousness. 



Where will the growing numbers end, 
1’he numbers of thy grace ? 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 

Thy goodness I adore ! 

And since I knew thy graces first, 

I speak thy glories more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 

Of the celestial road, 

And march with courage in thy strength. 
To see my Father God. 

4 When I am fill’d with sore distress 

For seme surprising sin, 





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I’ll plead thy perfect righteousness, 

And mention none but thine. 

5 How will my lips rejoice to tell 

The victories of my King ! 

My soul, redeem’d from sin and hell. 

Shall thy salvation sing. 

6 [My tongue shall all the day proclaim 

My Saviour and my God; 

His death has brought my foes to shame, 

And drown’d them in his blood. 

7 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ; 

With this delightful song 
I’ll entertain the darkest hours. 

Nor think the season long.] 

Psalm 71. 3 d Part . Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 17—21. The aged Christian’s prayer and 

song ; or, old age, death, and the resurrection. 



I have declar’d thy heavenly truth, 
And told thy wondrous ways. 


2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, 

And leave my fainting heart ? 

Who shall sustain my sinking years, 

If God my strength depart ? 

3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim 

To the surviving age. 

And leave a savour of thy name 
When I shall quit the stage. 

4 The land of silence and of death 

Attends my next remove ; 

O may these poor remains of breath 
Teach the wide world thy love! 
Pause. 

5 Thy righteousness is deep and high, 

Unsearchable thy deeds; 

Thy glory spreads beyond the sky, 

And all my praise exceeds. 

6 Oft have I heard thy threatenings roar. 

And oft endur’d the grief; 

But when thy hand has press’d me sore. 
Thy grace was my relief. 




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121 


7 By long experience have I known 

Thy sovereign power to save; 

At thy command I venture down 
Securely to the grave. 

8 When 1 lie buried deep in dust, 

My flesh shall be thy care ; 

These withering limbs with thee I trust. 
To raise them strong and fair. 

Psalm 72. 1st Part . Long Metre. 


The kingdom of Christ . 

1 RE AT God, whose universal sway 
VJ The known and unknown worlds obey. 
Now give the kingdom to thy Son, 

Extend his power, exalt his throne. 

2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands. 

All heaven submits to his commands ; 

His justice shall avenge the poor. 

And pride and rage prevail no more. 

3 Wdth power lie vindicates the just, 

And treads the oppressor in the dust: 

His worship and his fear shall last, 

Till hours, and years, and time be past. 

4 As rain on meadows newly mown. 

So shall he send his influence down ; 

His grace on fainting souls distils. 

Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 

5 The heathen lands, that lie beneath 
The shades of overspreading death, 

Revive at his first dawning light, 

And desarts blossom at the sight. 

6 The saints shall flourish in his days, 
lihest in the jobes of joy and praise ; 
Peace, like a river, from his throne 
Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 


Psalm 72. 2 d Part. Long Metre. [X3 

Christ's kingdom among the Gentiles. 

1 TESUS shall reign where’er the sun 
J Dees his successive j oumies run : 

His kingdom stretch from shore to shore. 

Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

2 [Behold ! the islands, with their kings, 

And Europe her best tribute brings: 





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From north to south the princes meet, 

To pay their homage at nis feet 

S There Persia, glorious to behold. 

There India shines in Eastern gold; 

And barbarous nations, at his word. 

Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.] 

4 For him shall endless prayer, be made. 

And praises throng to crown his head; 

His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

5 People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on his love with sweetest song; 

And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on his name. 

6 Blessings abound where’er, he reigns ; 

The prisoner leaps to loose lus chains, 

The weary find eternal rest. 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

7 [Where he displays his healing power. 

Death and the curse are known no more ; 

In him the tribes of Adam boast 

More blessings than their father lost. 

2 Let every creature rise and briRg 
Peculiar honours to our King; 

Angels descend with songs again, 

And earth repeat the long amen.] 

Psalm 73. 1st Part. Common Metre. [0] 

Afflicted saints happy , and prosper (ms sinners cursed. 

1 XTOW I’m convinc’d the Lord is kind 
1^1 To men of heart sincere, 

Yet once my foolish thoughts A pin’d, 

And border’d on despair. 

2 I griev’d to see the wicked thrive, 

And spoke with angry breath, 

“ How pleasant and profane they live! 

“ How peaceful is their death! 

3 “With well-fed flesh and haughty eves 

“ They lay their fears to sleep ; 

“ Against the heavens their slanders rise, 

“ While saints in silence weep. 

4 “ In vain I lift my hands to pray, 

“ And cleanse, my heart in vain, 




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12S 


“ For I am chasten’d all the day, 

“The night renews my pain.” 

5 Yet while my tongue indulg’d complaints, 

I felt my heart reprove ; 

“Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, 

“ And grieve the men I love.” 

6 But still I found my doubts too hard. 

The conflict too severe, 

Till I retir’d to search thy word. 

And learn thy secrets there. 

7 There, as hi some prophetic glass, 

I saw the sinner’s feet 
High mounted on a slippery place. 

Beside a fiery pit. 

8 I heard the wretch profanely boast, 

Till at thy frown ne fell; 

His honours in a dream were lost, 

And he awakes in hell. 

9 Lord, what an envious fool I was! 

How like a thoughtless beast! 

Thus to suspect thy promis’d grace. 

And think the wicked blest ! 

10 Yet I was kept from fell despair, 

Upheld by power unknown ; 

That blessed hand that broke the snare 
Shall gui de me to thy throne. _ 

Psalm 73. 2d Part. Com. Metre. [*$] 

Ver. 23—28. God our portion here and hereafter. 

1 OD, my supporter and my hope, 
vJ My help for ever near, 

Thine arm of mercy held me up, 

When sinking in despair. 

2 Thv counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet 

Through this dark wilderness ; 

Thine hand conduct me near thy seat. 

To dwell before thy face. 

3 Were I in heaven without my God, 

T"would be no joy to me ; 

And whilst this earth is my abode, 

I long for none but thee. 

4 What if the springs of life were broke. 

And flesh and heart should faint! 





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God is my soul's eternal rock, 

The strength of every saint. 

5 Behold the sinners, that remove 
Far from thy presence, die ; 

Not all the idol gods they love 
Can save them when they cry. 

€ But to draw near to thee, my God, 

Shall be my sweet employ ; 

My tongue shall sound thv works abroad. 
And tell the world my joy. 

Psalm 73. Long Metre. [&] 

Ver. 22, 3, 6, 17—20. 

The Prosperity of sinners cursed. 

1 T ORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I, 
Li To mourn, and murmur, and repine 
To see the wicked plac’d on high, 

In pride and robes of honour shine ! 

2 But, O their end, their dreadful end! 

Thy sanctuary taught me so: 

On slippery rocks I see them stand. 

And fiery billows roll below. 

3 Now let them boast how tall they rise. 

I’ll never envy them again; 

There they may stand with haughty eyes. 
Till they plunge deep in endless pain. 

4 Their fancy’d joys, how fast they flee ! 

Just like a dream when man awakes; 

Their songs of softest harmony 

Are but a preface to their plagues. 

5 Now I esteem their mirth and wine 
Too dear to purchase with my blood ; 

Lord, ’tis enough that thou art mine, 

My life, my % portion, and my God. 

Psalm 73. Short Metre, [b] 

The mystery of Providence unfolded. 

1 CURE there’s a righteous God, 

O Nor is religion vain ; 

Though men of vice may boast aloud. 

And men of grace complain. 

2 I saw the wicked rise, 

And felt my heart repine. 





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While haughty fools, with scornful eyes, 

In robes of honour shine. 

3 [Pamper’d with wanton ease, 

Their flesh looks full and fair; 

Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas. 

And grows without their care. 

4 Free from the plagues and pakis 
That pious souls endure, 

Through all their life oppression reigns. 

And racks the humble poor. 

5 Their impious tongues blaspheme 
The everlasting God: 

Their malice blasts the good man’s name, 
And spreads their lies abroad. 

6 But I, with flowing tears. 

Indulg’d my doubts to rise ; 

“ Is there a God that sees or hears 
“ The things below the skies ?”] 

7 The tumults of my thought 
Held me in hard'suspense, 

’Till to thy house my feet were brought, 

To learn thy justice thence. 

S Thy word with light and power 
Did my mistakes amend; 

I view’d the sinners’ lives before, 
fkit here I learnt their end. 

9 On what a slippery steep 
The thoughtless wretches go; 

And O that dreadful fiery deep. 

That waits their fall below ! 

10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, 

My thoughts no more repine; 

I call my God my portion now, 

And all my powers are thine. 

Psalm 74. Common Metre, [b] 

The church pleading with God under sore persecution . 

1 \ li 7ILL God forever cast us oft'? 

VV His wrath forever smoke 
Against the people of his love, 

His little chosen flock? 

2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought 

With their Redeemer’s blood ; 

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Psalm 74. 


Nor let thy Zion be forgot* 

Where once thy glory stood. 

3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste. 

Aloud our ruin calls; 

See what a wide and fearful waste 
Is made within thy walls. 

4 Where once thy churches pray’d and sang. 

Thy foes profanely roar; 

Over thy gates their ensigns hang, 

Sad tokens of their power. 

5 How are the seats of worship broke ! 

They tear thy buildings down ; 

And he that deals the heaviest stroke, 
Procures the chief renown. 

6 With flames they threaten to destroy 

Thy children in their nest; 

“Come, let us bum at once,” they ery, 

“ The temple and the priest.” 

7 And still, to heighten our distress. 

Thy presence is withdrawn ; 

Thy wonted signs of power and grace. 

Thy power and grace are gone. 

8 No prophet speaks to calm our woes, 

But all the seers mourn ; 

There’s not a soul amongst us know* 

The time of thy return. 

PAUSE. 

9 How long, eternal God! how long 

Shall men of pride blaspheme ? 

Shall saints be made their endless song, 

And bear immortal shame ? 

10 Canst thou forever sit and hear 

Thine holy name profan’d ? 

And still thy jealousy forbear. 

And still withhold thine hand ? 

11 What strange deliverance hast thou shown 

In ages long before ! 

And now no other God we own, 

No other God adore. 

12 Thou didst divide the raging sea, 

By thy resistless might, 

To make thy tribes a wondrous way. 

And then secure their flight. 




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Psalm 75. 

13 Is not the world of nature thine, 

Tlie darkness and the day ? 

Didst thou not bid the morning shine, 

And mark the sun his way ? 

14 Hath not thy power form’d every coast, 

And set the earth its bounds, 

With summer’s heat, and winter’s frost, 

In their perpetual rounds ? 

15 And shall the sons of earth and dust 

That sacred power blaspheme? 

Will not thy hand, that form’d them first. 
Avenge thine injur’d name ? 

16 Think on the covenant thou hast made. 

And all thy words of love : 

Nor let the birds of prey invade 
And vex thy mourning dove. 

If Our foes would triumph in our blood. 

And make our hope their jest: 

Plead thine own cause, Almighty God, 

And give thy children rest. 

Psalm 75. Long Metre. [&] 

Power and government from God alone. 

1 r TT) thee, most holy, and most high, 

X To thee we bring our thankful praise; 
Thy works declare thy name is nigh. 

Thy works of wonder and of grace. 

2 “ To slavery doom’d, thy chosen sons 
“ Beheld their foes triumphant rise ; 

“ And, sore oppress’d by earthly thrones, 

“ They sought the Sovereign of the skies. 

3 “ ’Twas then, great God, with equal power, 
“ Arose thy vengeance and thy grace, 

“ To scourge their legions from the shore, 

“ And save the remnant of thy race.” 

4 Let haughty sinners sink their pride. 

Nor lift so high their scornful head ; 

But lay their foolish thoughts aside, 

And own the “ empire” God hath made. 

5 Such honours never come by chance. 

Nor do the winds promotion blow ; 

’Tis God the judge doth one advance, 

’Tis God that lavs another low. 




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Psalm 76. 


6 No vain presence to royal birth 

Shall tyrant on the throne; 

God, the groat sovereign of the earth. 

Will rise, and make his justice known. 

7 [His hand holds out the dreadful cup 

Of vengeance, mix’d with various plagues, 

To make the wicked drink them up, 

Wring out, and taste the bitter dregs. 

8 Now shall the Lord exalt the just: 

And while he tramples on the proud. 

And lays their glory in the dust. 

Our lips shall sing his praise aloud.] 

Psalm 76. Common Metre. 

Israel saved , and the Assyrians destroyed; or, God's ven¬ 
geance against his enemies proceeds from his church . 

X |N Judah God of old was known; 

A His name in Israel great; 

In Salem stood his holy throne. 

And Zion was his seat. 

2 Among the praises of his saints, 

His dwelling there he chose ; 

There he receiv’d their just complaints 
Against their haughty foes. 

3 From Zion went his dreadful word, 

And broke the threatening spear, 

The bow, the arrows, and the sword. 

And crush’d the Assyrian war. 

4 What are the earth’s wide kingdoms else 

But mighty hills cf prey? 

The hill on which Jehovah dwells 
Is glorious more than they. 

5 T'was Zion’s King that stopp’d the breath 

Of captains and their bands: 

The men of might slept fast in death, 

And never found their hands. 

6 At thy rebuke, O Jacob’s God, 

Both horse and chariot fell! 

Who knows the terrors of thy rod! 

Thy vengeance, who can tell! 

7 What power can stand before thy sight, 

When ©nee thy wrath appears ? 




Psalm 77. 


129 


When heaven shines round with dreadful light. 
The earth lies still and fears. 

S When God, in his own sovereign ways, 

Comes down to save th’ oppress’d. 

The wrath of man shall work his praise, 

And he’ll restrain the rest. 

9 [Vow to the Lord, and tribute bring ; 

Ye princes, fear his frown: 

His terrors shake the proudest king. 

And cut an army down. 

10 The thunder of his sharp rebuke 

Our haughty foes shall feci: 

For Jacob’s God hath not forsook. 

But dwells in Zion still.] 

Psalm 77- 1 st Part. Com. Metre, [b] 

Melancholy assaulting , and hope prevailing. 



In the sad day when troubles rose. 
And fill’d my heart with fear. 


2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights. 
My soul refus’d relief; 

I thought on God, the just and wise, 

But thoughts increas’d my grief. 

S Still I complain’d, and still oppress’d, 

My heart began to break : 

My God, thy wrath forbade my rest, 
And kept my eyes awake. 

4 My overwhelming sorrows grew 

Till I could speak no more; 

Then I within myself withdrew, 

And call’d thy judgments o’er. 

5 I call’d back years and ancient times, 

When I beheld thy face ; 

My spirit search’d for secret crimes, 
That might withhold thy grace. 

6 I call’d thy mercies to my mind. 

Which I enjoy’d before: 

And will the Lord no more be kind ? 
His face appear no more ? 

7 Will he forever cast me off? 

His promise ever fail ? 




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Has he forgot his tender love ? 

Shall anger still prevail ? 

3 But I forbid this hopeless thought, 

This dark, despairing frame, 

Remembering what thy hand hath wrought; 
Thy hand is still the same. 

9 I’ll think again of all thy ways, 

And talk thy wonders o’er. 

Thy wonders of recovering grace, 

\Vhen flesh could hope no more. 

10 Grace dwells with justice on the throne; 

And men that love thy word, 

Have in thy sanctuary known 
Tne counsels of the Lord. 

Psalm 77. 2d Part. Common Metre, [b] 

Comfort derivedfrurn ancient providences ; or, Zs- 
rael deliveredfrom Egypt, and brought to Canaan , 

1 “ fT O vV awful is thy chastening rod !” 

n (May thine own children say) 

“ The great* the wise, the dreadful God! 

“ How holy is his way !” 

2 I’ll meditate his works of old; 

Tne King who reigns above; 

I’ll hear iiis ancient wonders told. 

And learn to trust his love. 

5 Long did the house of Joseph lie 
With Egypt’s yoke oppress’d; 

Long he delay’d to hear their cry. 

Nor gave his people rest 

4 The sons of good old Jacob seem’d 

Abandon’d to their foes; 

But his almighty arm redeem’d 
The nation that he chose. 

£ Israel, his people and his sheep. 

Pvt us t follow where he calls ; 

He bade them venture through the deep. 

And made the waves their walls. 

£ The waters saw thee, mighty God, 

The waters saw thee come; 

Backward they fled, and frighted stood, 

To make thine armies room. 

7 Strange was thy journey through the sea, 

Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown; 





Psalm 78. 


131 


Terrors attend the wondrous way 
That brings thy mercies down. 

S [Thy voice, with terror in the sound* 

Through clouds and darkness broke ;• 

All heaven in lightning shone around, 

And earth with thunder shock. 

9 Thine arrows through the sky were hurl’d 5 

How glorious is the Lord \ 

Surprise and trembling seiz’d the world. 

And his own saints ador’d. 

10 He gave them water from tlie rock, 

And safe, by Moses’ hand. 

Through a dry desart led his flock 
Home to the promis’d land-.] 

Psalm 78. \st Part . Common Metre. [*] 

Providences of God recorded ; or. pious educa¬ 
tion and instruction of children. 

1 T ET children hear the mighty deeds 
JL-i Which God' perform’d of old ; 

Which in our younger years we saw, 

And which our fathers told. 

2 He bk& us make his glories known ; 

His works of power and grace ; 

And we’ll convey his wonders down. 

Through every rising race. 

5 Our lips shall tell them to our sons. 

And they again to their’s; 

That generations yet unborn 
May teach them to their heirs. 

4 Thus shall they learn in God alone 
Their hope securely stands; 

That they may ne’er forget his works, 

But practise his commands. 


Psalm 78. 2d Part. Common Metre, [b] 

Israel's rebellion and punishment ; or , the sins 
and chastisements of God’s people . 

1 WHAT a stiff rebellious house 



V7 Was Jacob’s ancient race ! 

False to their own most solemn vows, 
And to their Maker’s grace. 

2 They broke the covenant of his love, 
And did his laws despise, 





132 Psalm 78. 

Forgot the works lie wrought to prove 
His power before their eyes. 

3 They saw the plagues on Egypt light. 

From his avenging hand ; 

What dreadful tokens of his might 
Spread o’er that stubborn land. 

4 They saw him cleave the mighty sea. 

And march in safety through. 

With watery walls to guard their way. 

Till they had ’scap’d the foe. 

5 A wondrous pillar mark’d the road. 

Compos’d of shade and light; 

By day it prov’d a sheltering cloud, 

A leading fire by night. 

6 He from the rock their thirst supply’d; 

The gushing waters fell. 

And ran in rivers by their side, 

A constant miracle. 

7 Yet they provok’d the Lord most high. 

And dar’d distrust his hand; 

“ Can he with bread our hosts supply 
“ Amidst this desart land ?” 

S The Lord with indignation heard. 

And caus’d his wrath to flame ; 

His terrors ever stand prepar’d 
To vindicate his name. 

Psalm 78. ‘Scl Part. Common Metre. 

The lmnishment of luxury and intemperance ; or, 
chastisement and salvation . 



Y 7 et he forgives the men he loves. 
And sends them heavenly bread. 


2 He fed them with a liberal hand. 

And made his treasures known ; 

He gave the midnight clouds command 
To pour provision down. 

3 The manna, like a morning shower, 

Lay thick around their feet: 

The corn of heaven, so light, so pure. 
As though ’twere angels*^ meat. 

4 But they in murmuring language said, 

“ Manna is all our feast, 




Psalm 78. 1SS 


“ We loathe this light, this aiiy bread ; 

“ We must have flesh to taste.” 

5 “Ye shall have flesh to please your lust,’* 

The Lord in wrath reply’d; 

And sent them quails, like sand or dust. 

Heap’d up from side to side. 

6 He gave them all their own desire; 

And greedy as they fed. 

His vengeance burnt with secret fire. 

And smote the rebels dead. 

7 When some were slain, the rest return’d. 

And sought the Lord with tears ; 

Under the rod they fear’d and mourn’d. 

But soon forgot their fears. 

S Oft he chastis’d, and still forgave, 

Till, by his gracious hand, 

The nation he resolv’d to save 
Possess’d the promis’d land. 

Psalm 78.. Long Metre, [b] 

Ver. 32, ifc. 

Backsliding andforgiveness ; or , sin punished , and 
suhits saved. 

1 p RE AT God, how oft did Israel prove 
VJ By turns thine anger and thy love ! 

There in a glass our hearts mav see 
How fickle and how false they be. 

2 How soon the faithless Jews forgot 

The dreadful wonders God had wrought! 

Then they provoke him to his face. 

Nor fear his power, nor trust his grace. 

3 The Lord consum’d their years in pain. 

And made their travels long and vain ; 

A tedious march, through unknown ways, 

Wore out their strength, and spent their days. 

4 Oft when they saw their brethren slain, 

They mourn’d and sought the Lord again; 
Call’d him the Rock of their abode. 

Their high Redeemer and their God. 

5 Their prayers and vows before him rise. 

As flattering words, or solemn lies. 

While their rebellious tempers prove 
False to his covenant, and his love. 

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Psalm 80, 


6 Yet did his sovereign grace forgive 
The men who ne’er deserv’d to live ; 

His anger oft away he turn’d, 

Or else with gentle flame it burn’<L 

7 He saw their flesh was weak and frail. 

He saw temptations still prevail; 

The God of Abra’m lov’d them still. 

And led them to his holy hilL 

Psalm 80. Long Metre, [b] 

The church’s firayer under affliction ; or, the vine¬ 
yard of God roasted. 

1 RE AT Shepherd of thine Israel, 

Who didst between the cherubs dwell. 
And led the tribes, thy chosen sheep, 

Safe through the desart and the deep ; 

2 Thy church is in the desart now. 

Shine from on high, and guide it through ; 
Turn us to! thee, thy love restore ; 

We shall be sav’d, "and sigh no more. 

3 Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey. 

How long shall we lament and pray, 

And wait in vain thy kind return ? 

How long shall thy fierce anger burn ? 

4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread. 

Thy saints with their own tears are fed ? 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore; 

We shall be sav’d, and sigh no more* 


Pause I. 

5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands 
A lovely vine in heathen lands ? 

Did not thy power defend it round, 

And heavenly dews enrich the ground ? 

6 How did the spreading branches shoot. 
And bless’d the nations with their fruit! 
But now, dear Lord, look down and see 
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 

7 Why is its beauty thus defac’d ? 

Why hast thou laid her fences waste ? 
Strangers and foes against her join. 

And every beast devours the vine. 

8 Return, Almighty God, return; 

Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn; 




Psalm,81 


Turn us to thee, thy love restore; 

We shall be sav’d, and sigh no more. 

Pause II. 

9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew. 

Thou wast its strength and glory too! 
Attack’d in vain by all its foes. 

Till the fair Branch of Promise rose. 

10 Fair Branch, ordain’d of old to shoot 
From David’s stock, from Jacob’s root; 
Himself a noble vine, and we 

The lesser branches of the tree. 

11 *Tis thine own Son ! and he shall stand. 

Girt with thy strength, at thy right hand. 
Thy first-born Son, adorn’d and blest 
With power and grace aloove the rest. 

12 Oh ! for his sake attend our cry ; 

Shine on thy churches, lest they die; 

Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; 

We shall be sav’d, and sigh no more, 

Psalm 81. Short Metre. [&] 

Ver. 1, 8—16. The warnings of God to his people / 
or, fdritual blessings and punishments. 

1 QING to the Lord aloud, 

O And make a joyful noise; 

God is our strength, our Saviour God, 

Let Israel hear his voice. 

2 “From vile idolatry 

“ Preserve mv worship clean; 

“ I am the Lord who set thee free 
“From slavery and from sin. 

3 “Stretch thy desires abroad, 

“ And I’ll supply them well: 

“ But if ye will refuse your God, 

“ If Israel will rebel; 

4 “ I’ll leave them,” saith the Lord, 

“To their own lusts a prey, 

“ And let them run the dangerous road, 

“ ’Tis their own chosen way. 

5 “ Yet, O ! that all my saints 
“ Would hearken to my voice ! 

Soon I would ease their sore complaints, 

“ And bid their hearts rejoice. 




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Psalm 82, 83. 

6 “While 1 destroy their foes, 

“I’d richly feed my flock, 

“And they should taste the stream that flows 
“ From their eternal Rock.” 

Psalm 82. Long Metre. [*] 

God the supreme governor ; or , magistrates warned. 

1 A MONO the assemblies of the great, 
lx. A greater Ruler takes his seat; 

The God of Heaven, as Judge, surveys 
Those gods on earth and all their ways. 

2 Why will you then frame wicked laws ? 

Or why support th* unrighteous cause ? 

When will ye once defend the poor. 

That sinners vex the saints no more ? 

3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know; 
Dark are the ways in which they go: 

Their name of earthly gods is vain, 

For they shall fall and die like men. 

4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son 
Possess his universal throne, 

And rule the nations with his rod; 

He is our Judge, and he our God. 

Psalm 83. Short Metre, [b] 

A complaint against persecutors. 



The God of justice hold his peace. 

And let his vengeance sleep ? 

2 Behold what cursed .snares 
The men of mischief spread ; 

The men that hate thy saints, and thee. 
Lift up their threatening head. 

3 Against thy hidden ones 
Their counsels they employ. 

And malice, with her watchful eye, 
Pursues them to destroy. 

4 The noble and the base 

Into thy pastures leap ; * 

The lion and the stupid ass 
Conspire to vex thy sheep# 

“ Come, let us join,” they cry, 

“To root them from the ground. 


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Psalm 84 


137 


“ ’Till not the name of saints remain, 

“ Nor memory shall be found.” 

6 Awake, almighty God, 

And call thy wi-ath to mind; 

Give them, like forests, to the fire. 

Or stubble to the wind. 

7 Convince their madness, Lord, 

And make them seek thy name ; 

Or else their stubborn rage confound, 

That they may die in shame. 

* Then shall the nations know 
That glorious, dreadful word, 

Jehovah is thy name alone. 

And thou the sovereign Lord. 

Psalm 84. 1st Part, Long Metre. 

The pleasure of public worship. 

1 T TOW pleasant, how divinely fair, 

JLjL O Lord of Hosts, thy dwellings are ! 
With long desire mv spirit faints 

To meet th’ assemblies of thy saints. 

2 My flesh would rest m thine abode. 

My panting heart cries out for God; 

My God! my King! why should I be 
So far from all my joys and thee ? 

3 The sparrow chooses where to rest. 

And for her young provides her nest: 

But will my God to sparrows grant 
That pleasure which his children want ? 

4 Blest are the saints who sit qii high, 

Around thy throne of majesty ; 

Thy brightest glories shine above. 

And all their work is praise and love. 

5 Blest are the souls that find a place 
Within the temple of thy grace ; 

There they behold thy gentler rays. 

And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 

6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set 
To find the way to Zion’s gate ; 

God is their strength ; and through the road 
They lean upon their helper, God. 

7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength. 

Till all shall meet in heaven at length; 

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Psalm 84, 


Till all before thy face appear, 

And join in nobler worship there. 

Psalm 84. Part . Long Metre. [&] 

God and his church ; or , grace and glory. 

1 /^REAT God, attend, while Zion sings 

Vjr The joy that from thy presence springs; 
To spend one day with thee on earth 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 

2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
Within thy house, O God of grace, 

Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power. 

Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 

3 God is our sun, he makes our day : 

God is our shield ; he guards ou r way 
From all the assaults of hell and sin, 

From foes without, and foes within. 

4 All needful grace will God bestow. 

And crown that grace with glory too: 

He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 

5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway 
The glorious hosts of heaven obey; 

And devils at thy presence flee ; 

Blest is the man that trusts in thee. 

Psalm 84. [3£] 

Ver. 1, 4, 2, 3, 10, paraphrased in Common Metre. 
Delight in ordinances of worship ; or y God present 
in his churches. 

1 A/f Y soul, how lovely is the place 
1V1 To which thy God resorts ! 

’Tis heaven to see his smiling face, 

Though in his earthly courts. 

2 There the great Monarch of the skies 

His saving power displays; 

And light breaks in upon our eyes, 

With kind and quickening rays. 

3 With his rich gifts the heavenly dove 

Descends and fills the place. 

While Christ reveals his wondrous love, 

And sheds abroad his grace. 

4 There, mighty God, thy words declare 

Tile secrets of thy will; 





Psalm 84, 


139 


And still we seek thy mercy there, 

And sing thy praises still. 

Pause. 

5 My heart and flesh cry out for thee, 

While far from thine abode: 

When shall I tread thy courts, and see 
My Saviour and my God. 

6 The sparrow builds herself a nest. 

And suffers no remove; 

O make me like the sparrows, blest. 

To dwell but where I love. 

7 To sit one day beneath thine eye. 

And hear thy gracious voice, 

Exceeds a whole eternity 
Employ’d in carnal joys. 

8 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, 

While Jesus is within, 

Rather than fill a throne of state, 

Or live in tents of sin. 

9 Could I command the spacious land, 

And the more boundless sea, 

For one blest hour at thy right hand 
I’d give them both away. 

Psalm 84. Particular Metre. [&] 

Longing for the house of God. 

1 T ORD of the worlds above, 
ij How pleasant and how fair 
The dwellings of thy love, 

Thine earthly temples are! 

To thine abode 
My heart aspires, 

With warm desires 
To see my God. 

2 The sparrow for her young 
With pleasure seeks a nest, 

And wandering swallows long 
To find their wonted rest: 

My spirit faints, 

With equal zeal 
To rise and dwell 
Among thy saints. 

3 O happy souls that pray 
Where God appoints to hear! 




Psalm 85, 


140 

O happy men that pay 
Their constant service there! 

They praise thee still; 

And nappy they 
That love the way 
To Zion’s hill! 

£ They go from strength to strength, 

Through this dark vale of tears. 

Till each arrives at length, 

Till each in heaven appears: 

O glorious seat, 

When God our King 
Shall thither bring 
Our willing feet! 

Pause. 

5 To spend one sacred day. 

Where God and saints abide, 

Affords diviner joy 

Than thousand day£ beside: 

Where God resorts, 

I love it more 
To keep the door. 

Than shine in courts. 

6 God is our sun and shield, 

Our light and our defence; 

With gifts his hands are fill’d, 

We draw our blessings thence 

He shall bestow 
On Jacob’s race 
Peculiar grace 
And glory too. 

7 The Lord his people loves ; 

His hand no good withholds 
From those his heart approves, 

From pure and pious souls: 

Thrice happy ne, 

O God of Hosts, 

Whose spirit trusts 
Alone in thee ! 

f*SALM 85. 1 si Part . Long Metre. [$] 

Ver. 1—8. Waiting for an answer to fti'ayer ; 

or , deliverance begun and com/ileted. 

^ T ORD, thou hast call’d thy grace to mind* 
Thou bast revers’d opr beavjr dptoon . 




141 


Psalm 85, 86. 

So God forgave when Israel sinn’d. 

And brought his wandering captives home. 

2 Thou hast begun to set us free. 

And made thy fiercest wrath abate; 

Now let our hearts be turn’d to thee, 

And thy salvation be complete. 

3 Revive our dying graces. Lord, 

And let thy saints in thee rejoice; 

Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word ; 

We wait for praise to tune our’ voice. 

4 We wait to hear what God will say; 

He’ll speak, and give his people peace: 

But let them run no more astray. 

Lest his returning wrath increase. 

Psalm 85. 2 d Part • Long Metre. [$$] 

Ver. 9, &c. Salvation by Christ. 

1 C ALVATION is forever nigh 

O The souls that fear and trust the Lord ; 
And grace, descending from on high, 

Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 

2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, 

Since Christ the Lord came down from heav’n: 
By his obedience, so complete, 

Justice is pleas’d, and peace is given. 

3 Now truth and honour shall abound, 

Religion dwell on earth again, 

And heavenly influence bless the ground, 

In our Redeemer’s gentle reign. 

4 His righteousness is gone before. 

To give us free access to God: 

Our wandering feet shall stray no more. 

But mark his steps, and keep the road. 

Psalm 86. Common Metre. [«] 

Ver. 8—13. A general song of praise to God. 

1 A MONG the princes, earthly gods, 

A There’s none hath power divine; 

Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, 

Nor are their works like thine. 

2 The nations thou hast made, shall bring 

Their offerings round thy throne ; 

For thou alone dost wondrous things, 

For thou art God alone. 





142 Psalm 67, 69. 

3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet; 

Teach me thy heavenly ways. 

And my poor scatter’d thoughts unite 
In God my Father’s praise. 

4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue 

Shall those sweet wonders tell, 

How by thy grace my sinking soul 
Rose from the deeps of hell. 

Psalm 87. Long Metre. [#] 

The church the birth-filace of the saints ; or, Jews 
and Gentiles united in the Christian church. 

1 OD in his earthly temple lays 

VJ Foundations for his heavenly praise : 

He likes the tents of Jacob well. 

But still in Zion loves to dwell, 

2 His mercy visits every house 

That pay their night and morning vows; 

But makes a more delightful stay 
Where churches meet to praise and pray, 

3 What glories were describ’d of old! 

What wanders are of Zion told! 

Thou city of our God below, 

Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know, 

4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, 

Shall there begin their lives anew : 

Angels and men shall join to sing 
The hill where living waters spring. 

3 When God makes up his last account 
Of natives in his holy mount, 

’Twill be an honour to appear 
As one new bora, or nourish’d there ! 

Psalm 89. 1// Part . Long Metre. [>] 

The covenant made with Christ; or , the true David. 

1 'C'OREVER shall my song record 

A? The truth and mercy of the Lord; 

Mercy and truth forever stand. 

Like heaven, establish’d by his hand. 

2 Thus to his Son he sware, and said, 

“ With thee my covenant first is made; 

“ In thee shall dying sinners live ; 

“Glory and grace are thine to give. 





Psalm 89, 


14 % 


3 “ Be thou my Prophet, thou my Priest; 

“ Thy children shall be ever blest; 

“ Thai art my chosen King; thy throne 
“ Shall stand eternal, like my own. 

4 “ There’s none of all my sons above 
“ So much my image or my love; 

“Celestial powers thy subjects are: 

“Then what c&n earth to thee compare? 

5 “ David, my servant, whom I chose, 

“ To guard my flock, to crush my foes, 

“ And rais’d him to the Jewish throne, 

“Was but a shadow of my Son.” 

6 Now let the church rejoice and sing 
Je3us her Saviour and her King; 

Angels his heavenly wonders show. 

And saints declare his works below. 

Psalm 89. 1st Part. Common Metre. c*] 

The faithfulness of God. 

1 Ayf Y never-ceasing songs shall show 
1VJ- The mercies of the Lord ; 

And make succeeding ages know 

How faithful is his word. 

2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce 

Shall firm as heaven endure: 

And if he speak a promise once, 

Tli’ eternal grace is sure. 

3 How long the race of David held 

The promis’d Jewish throne! 

But there’s a nobler covenant seal’d 
To David’s greater Son. 

4f His seed forever shall possess 
A throne above the skies; 

The meanest subject of his grace 
Shall to that glory rise. 

5 Lord God of Hosts, thy wondrous ways 
Are sung by saints above ; 

And saints on earth thgir honours raise 
To thine unchanging love. 

Psalm 89. 2d Part. Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 7, &c. 

The power and majesty of God ; or, reverential worship. 






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His high commands with reverence hear. 

And tremble at his word. 

2 How terrible thy glories be! 

How bright thine armies shine! 

Where is the power that vies with thee ? 

Or truth compar’d with thine ? 

3 The northern pole and southern rest 

On thy supporting hand ; 

Darkness and day from east to west 
]Move round at thy command. 

4 Thy words the raging winds control. 

And rule the boisterous deep; 

Thou mak’st the sleeping billows roll, 

The rolling billows sleep. 

5 Heaven, earth, and air, and sea are thine. 

And the dark world of hell; 

How did thine arm in vengeance shine. 

When Egypt durst rebel! 

6 Justice and judgment are thy throne, 

Yet wondrous is thy grace ; 

While truth and mercy, join’d in one, 

Invite us near thy face. 

Psalm 89. 3d Part. Com. Metre. [s&TJ 

Ver. 15, &c. A blessed gospel. 

1 T>LEST are the souls that hear and know 
D The gospel’s joyful sound; 

Peace shall attend the paths they go. 

And light their steps surround. 

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up. 

Through their Redeemer’s name ; 

His righteousness exalts their hope. 

Nor Satan dares condemn. 

3 The Lord, our glory and defence, 

Strength and salvation gives : 

Israel, thy King forever reigns. 

Thy God forever lives. 

Psalm 89. 4th Part. Com. Metre. [*] 

Ver. 19, 8cc. Christ’s mediatorial kingdom ; orchis 
divine and human nature. 








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“ Sinners, behold your help is laid 
44 On my Almighty Son. 

2 “ Behold the man my wisdom chose 

“ Among your mortal race ; 

“ His head my holy oil o’erfiows, 

44 The Spirit of my grace. 

3 44 High shall he reign cn David’s throne, 

44 My people’s better King; 
i% My arm shall beat his rivals down, 

44 And still new subjects bring. 



44 While m my name, through earth and sea 
“He shall in triumph ride. 

5 “ Me for his Father and his God 
44 He shall forever own, 

44 Call me his rock, his high abode, 

“And I’ll support my Son. 

8 “ My first-born Son, array’d in grace, 

“ At my right hand shall sit; 

“ Beneath him angels know their place, 

44 And monarchs at his feet. 

7 “ Mv covenant stands forever fast; 

“ My promises are strong ; 

“ Firm as the heavens his throne shall last, 
“His seed endure as long.” 

Psalm 89. 5th Part, Common Metre. [fc>] 
Ver. SO, &c. 

The covenant qf grace unchangeable ; or, afflictions 
without rejection, 

1 “ ET (saith the Lord) if David’s race, 

X “ The children of my Son, 

“Should break my laws, abuse my grace, 

44 And tempt mine anger down ; 

2 44 Their sins I’ll visit with the rod, 

44 And make their folly smart; 

“ But I’ll not cease to be their God, 

44 Nor from my truth depart. 

3 44 My covenant I will ne’er revoke, 

44 But keep my grace in mind; 

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“ And what eternal love hath spoke, 

“ Eternal truth shall bind. 

4 “ Once have I sworn, (I need no more) 

‘‘And pledg’d my holiness, 

“To seal the sacred promise sure 
“ To David and his race. 

5 “ The sun shall see his offspring rise, 

“And spread from sea to sea, 

“Long as he travels round the skies, 

“ To give the nations day. 

6 “ Sure as the moon that rules the night, 

“ His kingdom shall endure, 

“Till the fix’d laws of shade and light 
“ Shall be observ’d no more.” 

Psalm 89. 2 d Part . Long Metre, [fcj 

Ver. 47, &c. Mortality and hope. 

A funeral psalm. 

1 D EMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state, 

Lv How frail our life! how short the date! 
Where is the man that draws his breath 
Safe from disease, secure from death ? 

2 Lord, while we see whole nations die. 

Our flesh and sense repine and cry, 

“ Must death forever rage and reign ? 

“ Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? 

3 “Where is thy promise to the just? 

“ Are not thy servants turn’d to dust ?” 

But faith forbids these mournful sighs. 

And sees the sleeping dust arise. 

4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day 
Wipes the reproach of saints away. 

And clears the honour of thy word: 

Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. 

Psalm 89. Particular Metre. [b] 

Ver. 47, 8cc. Life, death , and the resurrection . 

1 r T'HINK, mighty God, on feeble man ; 

JL How few his hours, how short his span! 

Short from the cradle to the grave. 

Who can secure his vital breath 
Against the bold demands of death. 

With skill to fly, or power to save ? 





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2 Lord, shall it be forever said, 

“ The race of man was only made 
“ For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?” 
Are not thy servants, day by day, 

Sent to their graves, and turn’d to clay ? 
Lord, whereas thy kindness to the just ? 

3 Hast thou not promis’d to thy Son, 

And all his seed, a heavenly crown ? 

But flesh and sense indulge despair: 
Forever blessed be the Lord, 

That faith can read his holy word. 

And find a resurrection there. 

4 Forever blessed be the Lord, 

Who gives his saints a long reward 

For all their toil, reproach and pain ; 
Let all below, and all. above, 

Join to proclaim thy wondrous love. 

And each repeat a loud amen. 

Psalm 9.0. Long Metre. [b] 

Man mortal, and God eternal . 


A mournful song at a funeral. 



High was thy throne ere heaven was made* 
Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 

2 Long hadst thou reign’d ere time began. 

Or dust was fashion’d into man ; 

And long thy kingdom shall endure, 

When earth and time shall be no more. 

3 But man, weak man, is born to die. 

Made up of guilt and vanity : 

Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, 

“ Return, ye sinners, to your dust.” 

4 [A thousand of our years amount 
Scarce to a day in thine account ; 
lake yesterday’s departed light, 

Or the last watch of ending night.] 

Pause. 

5 Death, like an overflowing stream. 

Sweeps us away; our life’s a dream * 

An empty tale ; a morning flower, 

Out down and wither’d in an hour. 




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6 [Our age to seventy years is set: 

How short the term ! how frail the state! 

And if to eighty we arrive. 

We rather sigh and groan than live. 

Y But O how oft thy wrath appears. 

And cuts off our expected years; 

Thy wrath awakes our humble dread; 

We fear the power that strikes us dead.] 

S Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man f 
And kindly lengthen out our span, 

Till a wise care of piety 

Fit rs to die and dwell with thee. 

Psalm 90. lit Part, Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 1—5. Man frail , and God eternal. 



Our shelter from the stormy blast. 
And our eternal home; 


.2 Under the shadow of thy throne 
Thy saints have dwelt secure \ 
Sufficient is thine arm alone, 

And our defence is sure. 

3 Before the hills in order stood, 

Or earth receiv’d her frame. 

From everlasting tlicu art God, 

To endless years the same. 

4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, 

“ Return, ye sons of men : v 
All nations rose from earth at first, 
And turn to earth again, 

4 A thousand ages, in thy sight. 

Are like an evening gone; 

Short as the watch that ends the night. 
Before the rising sun. 

6 [The busy tribes of flesh and blood, 

With all their lives and cares, 

Are carry’d downwards by the flood. 
And lost in following years. 

7 Time like an ever-rolling stream. 

Bears all its sons away \ 

They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
Dies at the opening day. 




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■8 Like flowery fields the nations stand, 
Pleas’d with the morning light: 

The flowers beneath the mower’s hand 
Lie withering ere ’tis night.] 

9 Our God, our help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come, 

Be thou our guard while troubles last, 
And our eternal home. 


Psalm 90. 2 d Part, Common Metre, [b] 
Ver. 8, 11, 9, 10, 12. 

Infirmities and mortality the effect of sin ; or, life* 
old age, and fir efiaration for death. 

1 T ORD, if thine eyes survey our faults, 

JLj And justice grows severe. 

Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, 

And burns beyond our fear. 

2 Thine anger turns our frame to dust: 

By one offence to thee, 

Adam, with all his sons, have lost 
Their immortality. 

3 Life, like a vain amusement, flies, 

A feble or a song; 

By swift degrees our nature dies, 

Nor can our joys be long. 

4 ’Tis but a few whose days amount 

To threescore years and ten; 

And all beyond that short account 
Is sorrow, toil and pain. 

5 [Our vitals, with laborious strife, 

Bear up the crazy load, 

And drag those poor remains of life 
Along the tiresome road.] 

6 Almighty God, reveal thy love, 

And not thy wrath alone; 

O let our sweet experience prove 
The mercies of tny throne. 

f Our souls would learn the heavenly art 
T’ improve the hours we have. 

That we may act the wiser part, ♦ 

And live beyond the grave; 




1,50 Psalm 90, 91, 

Psalm 90. 3 d Part. Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 13, &c. Breathing after hearven. 

1 D ETURN, O God of love, return: 
iv Earth is a tiresome place ; 

How long shall we, thy children, mourn 
Our absence from thy face r * 1 

2 Let heaven succeed our painful years, 

Let sin and sorrow cease; 

And in proportion to our tears, 

So make our joys increase. 

3 Thy wonders to thy servants show. 

Make thine own work complete ; 

Then shall our sails thy glory know. 

And own thy love is great. 

4 Then shall we shine before thy throne 

In all thy beauty. Lord; 

And the poor service we have done 
Meet a divine reward. 

Psalm 90. Short Metre, [b] 

Ver. 5, 10, 12. The frailty and shortness of life. 

1 T ORD, what a feeble piece 
-A-v Is this our mortal frame ? 

Our life, how poor a tribe ’tis, 

That scarce deserves the name ! 

2 Alas! ’twas brittle clay 
That built our body first! 

And every month and every day 
’Tis mouldering back to dust. 

3 Our moments ny apace. 

Nor will our minutes stay; 

Just like a flood our hasty days 
Are sweeping us away. 

4 Well, if our days must fly. 

We’ll keep their end in sight; 

We’ll spend them all in wisdom’s way, 

And let them speed their flight. 

5 They’ll waft us sooner o’er 
This life’s tempestuous sea: 

Scon we shall reach the peaceful shore 
Of blest eternity. 

Psalm 91. Long Metre. [*] 

Ver. 1—7. Safety in public diseases and dangers, 

1 T T E that hath made his refuge, God, 

LX ShaU find a most secure abode^ 





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Shall walk all day beneath his shade. 

And there at night shall rest his head. 

2 Then will I say, “ My God, thy power 
“ Shall be my fortress and my tower: 

“ I, that am form’d of feeble dust, 

“ Make thine almighty arm my trust,” 

3 Thrice happy man! thy Maker’s care 
Shall keep thee from the fowler’s snare ; 
Satan, the fowler, who betrays 
Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 

4 Just as a hen protects her brood 

(From birds of prey that seek their blocd) 
Under her feathers, so the Lord 
Makes his own arm his people’s guard. 

5 If burning beams of noon conspire 
To dart a pestilential fire. 

Gal is their life, his wings are spread 
To shield them with a healthful shade, 

6 If vapours, with malignant breath, 

Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, 

Israel is safe : The poison’d air 
Grows pure, if Israel’s God be there. 

Pause. 

7 What though a thousand at thy side. 

At thy right hand ten thousand dy’d ? 

Thy Gal his chosen people saves, 

Amongst the dead, amidst the graves. 

3 So when he sent his anejel down 
To make his wrath in Egypt known, 

And slew their sons, his careful eye 
Past all the doors of Jacob by. 

9 But if the fire, or plague, or sword, 

Receive commission from the Lord, 

To strike his saints among the rest, 

Their very pains and deaths are blest. 

10 The sword, the pestilence, or fire, 

Shall but fulfil their best desire ; 

From sins and sorrows set them free. 

And bring thy children. Lord, to thee. 

Psalm 91 . Common Metre. 

Ver. 9—16. Protection from death , guard of 

angels, victory and deliverance. 

1 \7'E sons of men, a feeble race, 
i Expos’d to every snare, 






X52 Psalm 92. 


Come, make the Lord your dwelling place, 
And try, and trust his care. 

2 No ill shall enter where you dwell; 

Or if the plague come nigh, 

And sweep the wicked down to hell, 

’Twill raise his saints on high. 

3 He’ll give his angels charge to keep 

Your feet in all their ways : 

To watch your pillow while you sleep. 

And guard your happy days. 

4 Their hands shall bear you, lest you Sail 

And dash against the stones ; 

Are they not servants at his call. 

And sent t’attend his sons ? 

5 Adders and lions ye shall tread; 

The tempter’s wiles defeat; 

He that hath broke the serpent’s head 
Puts him beneath your feet. 

A “ Because on me they set their love, 

“ I’ll save them (saith the Lord) 

“ I’ll bear their joyful souls above 
“ Destruction and the sword. 

7 “ My grace shall answer when they call; 

“ In trouble I’ll be nigh ; 

“ My power shall help them when they fall, 

“ And raise them when they die. 

8 “ Those that on earth my name have known, 

“ I’ll honour them in heaven: 

“ There my salvation shall be shown, 

“ And endless life be given.” 


Psalm 92. 1st Part . Long Metre. [$] 

A fisalm for the Lord’s day. 



To shew thy love by morning light. 
And talk of all thy truth at night. 


2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, 

No mortal cares shall seize mv breast: 
O mav my heart in tune be found. 

Like David’s harp of solemn sound ! 

3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
And bless his works, and bless his word 




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Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! 

How (Jeep thy counsels! how divine ! 

4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high; 

Like brutes they live, like brutes they die! 
Like grass they flourish, till thy breath 
Blast them in everlasting death. 

5 But I shall share a glorious part, 

When grace hath well refin’d my heart, 

And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 

Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

6 Sin (my worst enemy before) 

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more; 

My inward foes shall all be slain, 

Nor Satan break my peace again. 

7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
All I desir’d or wish’d below > 

And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 

Psalm 92. Part. Long Metre. [$] 

Ver. 12, &c. The church is the garden of God, 



Let me within thy courts be seen. 
Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 


2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, 
Blest with thine influence from above; 
Not Lebanon, with all its trees, 

Yields such a comely sight as these. 

3 The plants of grace shall ever live; 
(Nature decays, but grace must thrive) 
Time, that doth all things else impair. 
Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 

4 Laden with fruits of age, they shew 
The Lord is holy, just and true : 

None that attend his gates shall find 
A God unfaithful or unkind. 

Psalm 93. Long Metre. [$] 

The eternal and sovereign God- 
1 TEHOVAH reigns! he dwells in light, 
Girded with majestv and might: 

The world, created by his hands, 

Still on Its first foundation stands. 






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2 But ere this spacious world was made. 

Or had its first foundations laid. 

Thy throne eternal ages stood. 

Thyself the ever living God. 

3 Like floods the angry nations rise. 

And aim their rage against the skies ; 

Vain floods, that aim their rage so high 
At .thy rebuke the billows die. 

4 Forever shall thy throne endure : 

Thy promise stands forever sure; 

And everlasting holiness 

Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 

Psalm 93. 1 st Part . Particular Metre. [*e] 

1 HPHE Lord of Glory reigns, he reigns on high : 

1 His robes of state are strength and majesty: 
This wide creation rose at his command, 

Built by his word and ’stablish’d by his hand : 
Long stood his throne ere he began creation. 
And his own Godhead is the firm foundation. 

2 God is th’ eternal King. Thy foes in vain 
Raise their rebellion to confound thy reign: 

In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise, 
And roar, and toss their waves against the skies: 
Foaming at heaven, they rage with wild commotion, 
But heaven’s high arches scorn the swelling ocean. 

3 Ye tempests, rage no more; ye floods, be still; 
And the mad world submissive to his wjU: 
Built on his truth, his church roust ever stand; 
Firm are his promises, and strong his hand : 
See his own sons, when they appear before him, 
Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him. 


Psalm 93. 2 d Part Particular Metre. [*] 

1 HPHE Lord Jehovah reigns, 

a And royal state maintains. 

His head with awful glories crown’d; 

Array’d in robes of light. 

Begirt with sovereign might. 

And rays of majesty around. 

2 Upheld by thy commands, 

The world securely stands; 

And skies and stars obey thy word; 





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Thy throne was fix’d on high, 

Before the starry sky; 

Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 

3 In vain the noisy crowd, 

Like billows fierce and loud, 

Against thine empire rage and roar : 

In vain, with angry spite. 

The surly nations fight. 

And dash like waves against the shore'. 

4 Let floods and nations rage, 

And all their powers engage: 

Let swelling tides assault the sky ; 

The terrors of thy frown 
Shall beat their madness down; 

Thy throne forever stands on high. 

5 Thy promises are true, 

Thy grace is ever new : 

There fix’d, thy church shall ne’er remove : 
Thy saints with holy fear 
Shall in thy courts appear. 

And sing thine everlasting love. 

Refieat the fourth stanza, if necessary , 

Psalm 94. 1st Part. Common Metre. 

Ver. 1, 2, 7—14. Sahits chastised , and sinners 

destroyed; or, instructive afflictions. 

1 GOD, to whom revenge belongs, 

W Proclaim thy wrath aloud ; 

Let sovereign power redress our wrongs, 

Let justice smite the proud. 

2 They say, “ The Lord nor sees nor hears 

When will the fools be wise ! 

Can he be deaf, who form’d their ears? 

Or blind, who made their eyes ? 

3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, 

And they shall feel his power; 

His wrath shall pierce their souls with paia., 

In some surprising hour. 

4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke. 

Thou hast a gentler rod ; 

Thy providences and thy lx)ok 

Shall make them know their God. 

5 Blest is the man thy hands chastise. 

And to his duty draw: 




156 Psalm 94 , 95 . 

Thy scourges make thy children wise, 
When they forget thy law. 

6 But God will ne’er cast oft' his saints. 
Nor his own promise break; 

He pardons his inheritance. 

For their Redeemer’s sake. 


Psalm 94. 2 d Part. Common Metre, [b] 

Ver. 16—23. God our support and comfort; or> 
deliverance from temptation and persecution . 

1 XX 7 HO will arise and plead rav right 

V V Against my numerous foes } 

While earth and hell their force unite. 

And all my hopes oppose. 

2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help, 

Sustain’d my fainting head, 

My life had now in silence dwelt, 

My soul atnongst the dead. 

S “ Alas! my sliding feet,” I cry’d; 

Thy promise Was my prop : 

Thy grace stood constant by my side: 

Thy Spirit bore me up. 

4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts 

Within my bosom roll, 

Thy boundless love forgives my faults, 

Thy comforts cheer my soul. 

5 Powers of iniquity may rise, 

And frame pernicious laws ; 

But God, my refuge, rules the skies. 

He will defend my cause. 

6 Let malice vent her rage aloud, 

Let bold blasphemers" scoff; 

The Lord our God shall judge the proud. 

And cut the sinners off. 


Psalm 95. Common Metre. 

A psalm before prayer. 

1 CING to the Lord Jehovah’s name, 
O And in his strength rejoice ; 

When his salvation is our theme. 

Exalted be our voice. 

2 With thanks approach his awful sight, 
And psalms of honour sing ; 





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The Lord’s a God of boundless might. 
The whole creation’s King. 

3 Let princes hear, let angels know 

How mean their natures seem, 

Those gods on high, and gods below, 
When once compar’d with him. 

4 Earth, with its caverns, dark and deep. 

Lies in his spacious hand; 

He fix’d the seas what bounds to keep. 
And where the hills must stand. 


5 Come, and with humble souls adore ; 
Come, kneel before his face; 

O may the creatures of his power 
Be "children of his grace! 


6 Now is the time: he bends his ear, 

And waits for your request; 

Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, 
“Ye shall not see my rest.” 


Psalm 95. Short Metre. [«] 

A psalm before sermon . 

C OME, sound his praise abroad. 

And hymns of glory sing; 

Jehovah is the sovereign God, 

The universal King. 

He form’d the deeps unknown ; 

He gave the seas their bound; 

The watery worlds are all his own, 

And all the solid ground. 

Come, worship at his throne. 

Come, bow before the Lord : 

We are his works, and not our own. 

He formal us by his word. 


4 To-day attend his voice, 

Nor dare provoke his rod ; 

Come, like the people of his choice. 

And own your gracious God. 

5 But if your ears refuse 
The language of his grace, 

And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews-, 
That unbelieving race; 

6 The Lord, in vengeance drest, 

Wfll lift Ins hand and swear, 




158 Psalm 95, 96. 

“ You that despis’d my promis’d rest 
“Shall have no portion there.” 

Psalm 95. Long Metre. [*J 

Ver. 1, 2, 3, 6—11. Canaan lost through unbelief; 
or, a warning to delaying sinners. 

1 p'OME, let our voices join to raise 
V-> A sawed song of solemn praise : 

God is a sovereign King, rehearse 
His honours in exalted verse. 

2 Come, let our souls address the Lord, 

Who fram’d our natures with his word: 

He is our shepherd ; we the sheep 

His mercy chose, his pastures keep. 

3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day. 

The counsels of his love obey; 

Nor let our harden’d hearts renew 
The sins and plagues that Israel knew. 

4 Israel, that saw his works of grace. 

Tempted their Maker to his face; 

A faithless, unbelieving brood. 

That tir’d the patience of their God. 

5 Thus saith the Lord, “ How false they prove f 
“Forget my power; abuse my love: 

“ Since they despise my rest, I swear 
“Their feet shall never enter there.” 

6 [Look back, my soul, with holy dread. 

And view those ancient rebels dead ; 

Attend the offer’d grace to-day, 

Nor lose the blessing by delay. 

7 Seize the kind promise, while it waits. 

And march to Zion’s heavenly gates: 

Believe, and take the promis’d rest, 

Obey, and be forever blest.] 

Psalm 96. Common Metre. [*e] 

Ver. 1, 10, &c. Christ’s Jirst and second coming- 

1 CING to the Lord, ye distant lands, 

O Ye tribes of every tongue: 

His new-discover’d grace demands 
A new and nobler song. 

2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, 

God’s own almighty Son ; 

His power the sinking world sustains. 

And grace surrounds his throne. 





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3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day, 

Joy through the earth be seen; 

Let cities shine in bright array. 

And fields in cheerful green. 

4 Let an ^unusual joy surprise 
. The islands of the sea; 

Ye mountains sink, ye vallies rise, 

Prepare the Lord his way. 

5 Behold, he comes! he comes to bless 

The nations as their God ; 

To shew the world his righteousness, 

And send his truth abroad. 

6 But when his voice shall raise the dead. 

And bid the world draw near. 

How will the guilty nations dread 
To see their Judge appear! 

Psalm 96. Long Particular Metre. [*Q 

The God of the Gentile9. 

1 T ET all tke earth their voices raise, 

X-J To sing the choicest psalm of praise, 

To sing and bless Jehovah’s name; 

His glory let the heathens know, 

His wonders to the nations show, 

And all his saving works proclaim. 

2 The heathens know thy glory. Lord ; 

The wondering nations read thy word; 

Among us is Jehovah known: 

Our worship shall no more be paid 
To gods which mortal hands have made; 

Our Maker is our God alone. 

3 He fram’d the glo!>e, he built the sky. 

He made the shining worlds on high. 

And reigns complete in glory there: 

His beams are majesty and light; 

His beauties, how divinely bright! 

His temple, how divinely fair! 

4 Come, the great day, the glorious hour. 

When earth shall feel his saving power. 

And barbarous nations fear his name; 

Then shall the race of man confess 
The beauty ofhis holiness. 

And in hie courts his grace proclaim. 




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Psalm 97. \st Part . Long Metre. [$] 

Vcr. 1—5. Christ reigning in heaven , and coming 
to judgment. 

J T TE reigns ! the Lord the Saviour reigns ? 
XjL Praise him in evangelic strains; 

Let the whole earth in songs rejoice. 

And distant islands join their voice. 

2 Deep are his counsels and unknown ; 

But grace and truth support his throne : 
Though gloomy clouds his way surround. 
Justice is their eternal ground. 

3 In robes of judgment, lo, he comes! 

Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs; 
Before him burns devouring fire. 

The mountains melt, the seas retire. 

4 His enemies, with sore dismay. 

Fly from the sight, and shun the day: 

Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, 

And sing, for your redemption’s nigh. 


Psalm 97. 2d Part . Long Metre. [&] 

Ver. 6—9. Christ’s incaimation. 



An unknown star directs the road 
Of eastern sages to their God. 

2 All ye bright armies of the skies. 

Go worship where the Saviour lies ! 

Angels and kings before him bow. 

Those gods on high and gods below. 

3 Let idols totter to the ground, 

And their own worshippers confound: 

But Judah shout, but Zion sing, 

And earth confess her sovereign King. 

Psalm 97. 3 d Part . Long Metre. [*$] 

Grace and glory, 

1 HTH* Almighty reigns, exalted high, 

A O’er all the earth, o’er all the sky; 
Though clouds and darkness veil his feet. 
His dwelling is the mercy-seat. 

2 O ye that love his holy name, 

Hate every work of sin ana shame; 

He guards the souls of all his friends. 

And from the snares of hell defends. 





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3 Immortal light, and joys unknown, 

Are for the saints in darkness sown ; 

Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise, 
And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 

4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record 
The sacred honours of the Lord ; 

None but the soul that feels his grace 
Can triumph in his holiness. 

Psalm 97. Common Metre. 

Ver. 1, 3, 5—7, 11. 

Christ's incarnation, and the last judgment. 

1 V/'E islands of the northern sea, 

X Rejoice, the Saviour reigns; 

His word like fire prepares his way. 

And mountains melt to plains. 

2 His presence sinks the proudest hills. 

And makes the vallies rise; 

The humble soul enjoys his smiles. 

The haughty sinner dies. 

3 The heavens his rightful power proclaim ! 

The idol gods around 
Fill their own worshippers with shame,. 

And totter to the ground. 

4 Adoring angels, at his birth. 

Made the Redeemer known : 

Thus shall he come to judge the earth. 

And angels guard his throne. 

5 His foes shall tremble at his sight. 

And hills and seas retire ; 

His children take their unknown flight. 

And leave the world on fire. 

6 The seeds of joy and glory sown 

For saints in darkness here. 

Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown. 

And a rich harvest bear. 

Psalm 98. 1 st Part. Com. Mefre. [$] 

Praise for the gospel . 

1 HPO our almighty Maker, God, 

X New honours be address’d ; 

His great salvation shines abroad, 

And makes the nations bless’d. 

2 He spake the word to Abrah’m first, 

His truth fulfils his grace; 





162 Psalm 98, 99. 

The Gentiles make his name their trust, 

And learn his righteousness. 

3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim 
With all her different tongues; 

And spread the honours of nis name 
In melody and songs. 

Psalm 98. 2 d Part . Common Metre. [$$] 

The Messiah's corning and kingdom. 

1 T OY to the world ! the Lord is come ! 

J Let earth receive her King: 

Let every heart prepare him room, 

And heaven and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the earth ! the Saviour reigns f 

Let men their songs employ ; 

While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 

Nor thorns infest the ground ; 

He comes to make his blessings flow 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace. 

And makes the nations prove 
The glories of his righteousness, 

And wonders of his love. 

Psalm 99. 1st Part. Short Metre. [«] 

Christ's kingdom and majesty. 

1 'T'HE God Jehovah reigns, 

X Let all the nations fear; 

Let sinners tremble at his throne. 

And saints be humble there. 

2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns! 

Let earth adore its Lord; 

Bright cherubs his attendants stand. 

Swift to fulfil his word. 

3 In Zion is his throne, 

His honours are divine: 

His church shall make his wonders known. 
For there his glories shine. 

4 How holy is his name ! 

Flow terrible his praise ! 

Justice and truth, and judgment join 
In all his works of grace. 





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Psalm 99. 2d Part. Short Metre. [*] 

A holy God worshipped with reverence. 



His nature is all holiness, 
And mere} 7- is his seat. 


2 When Israel was his church. 

When Aaron was his priest, 

When Moses cry’d, when Samuel pray’d, 
He gave his people rest. 

3 Oft he forgave their sins, 

Nor would destroy their race, 

And oft he made his vengeance known. 
When they abus’d his grace. 

4 Exalt the Lord our God, 

Whose grace is still the same; 

Still he’s a God of holiness. 

And jealous for his name. 


Psalm 100. 1st Part. Long Metre. 

A plain translation. Praise to our Creator . 

1 'WE nations of the earth, rejoice 

X Before the Lord, vour sovereign King, 
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice. 
With all your tongues his glory sing. 

2 The Lord* is God; ’tis he alone 
Doth life and breath and being give ; 

We are his work, and not our own; 

The sheep that on his pastures live. 

3 Enter his gates with songs of joy. 

With praises to his courts repair. 

And make it your divine employ 

To pay your thanks and honours there. 

4 The Lord is good ; the Lord is kind ; 

Great is his grace, his mercy sure ; 

And the whole race of man shall find 
His truth from age to age endure. 

j salm 100. 2 d Part. Long Metre. [$j 


A paraphrase. 

2 CING to the Lord with joyful voice; 
Let every land his name adore; 
The northern isles shall send the noise 
A s.rcss tlte ocean to the shore. 





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2 Nations, attend before his throne. 

With solemn fear, with sacred joy: 

Know that the Lord is God alone: 

He can create, and he destroy. 

3 His sovereign power, without our aid. 

Made us ol clay, and form’d us men; 

And when like wandering sheep we stray’d. 
He brought us to his fold again. 

4 We are his people, we his care. 

Our souls and all our mortal frame: 

What lasting honours shall we rear. 

Almighty MakeT, to thy name ? 

5 We’ll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
High as the heavens our voices raise ; 

And earth, with her ten thousand tongues. 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

6 Wide as the world is thy command; 

Vast as eternity thy love; 

Firm as a rock thy truth must stand. 

When rolling years shall cease to move. 

Psalm 101. Long Metre. [$$] 

The magistrate’s psalm. 

1 A yTERCY and judgment are my song? 

IVJL And since they both to thee belong* 
fry gracious God, my righteous King, 

To thee my songs and vows I’ll bring. 

2 If I am rais’d to bear the sword. 

I’ll take my counsels from thy word; 

Thy justice and thy heavenly grace 
Shall be the pattern of my ways. 

3 Let wisdom all my actions guide. 

And let my God with me reside; 

No wicked thing shall dwell with me. 

Which may provoke thy jealousy. 

4 No sons of slander, rage and strife. 

Shall be companions of my life ; 

The haughty look, the heart of pride. 

Within my doors shall ne’er abide. 



The men that work thy holy will, 

Shall be my friends and favourites still.] 




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6 In vain shall sinners hope to rise 
By tlattring or malicious lies; 

And while the innocent I guard. 

The bold offender shan’t lie spar’d. 

7 The impious crew, that factious band, 
Shall hide their heads, or quit the land.; 
And all that break the public rest, 
Where I have power, shall be suppress’d. 


Psalm 101. Common Metre. [&] 

A psalm for a master of a family. 

1 justice and of grace I sing, 

And pay my God my vows ; 

Thy grace and justice, heavenly King, 
Teach me to rule my house. 

2 Now to my tent, O Gcd, repair. 

And make thy servant wise; 

I’ll suffer nothing near me there 
That shall offend thine eyes. 


3 Hie man that doth his neighbour wrong. 

By falsehood or by force. 

The scornful eye, the slanderous tongue, 
I’ll thrust them from my doors. 

4 I’ll seek the faithful and the just, 

And will their help enjoy ; 

These are the friends that I shall trust. 
The -servants I’ll employ. 

5 The wretch that deals in sly deceit. 

I’ll not endure a night: 

The liar’s tongue I’ll ever hate, 

And banish from my sight. 

6 I’ll purge my family around, 

And make the wicked flee ; 

So shall my house be ever found 
A dwelling fit for thee. 


Psalm 102. 1st Part . Com. Metre, [b] 

Ver. 1—13, 20, 21. A prayer of the afflicted. 

1 TTEAR me, O God, nor hide thy face, 

IT But answer, lest I die ; 

Hast thou not built a throne of grace, 

To hear when sinners cry ? 





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2 My days are wasied like the smoke 

Dissolving in the air; 

My strength is dry’d, my heart is broke. 
And sinking in despair. 

3 My spirits flag, like withering grass 

Burnt with excessive heat; 

In secret groans my minutes pass. 

And I forget to eat. 

4 As on some lonely building’s top 

The sparrow tells her moan, 

Far from the tents of joy and hope, 

I sit and grieve alone. 

5 My soul is like a wilderness. 

Where beasts of midnight howl: 

There the sad raven finds her place, 

And there the screaming owl. 

6 Dark dismal thoughts and boding fears 

Dwell in my troubled breast 
While sharp reproaches wound my ears. 
Nor give my spirit rest 

7 My cup is mingled with my woes. 

And tears are my repast; 

Mv daily bread like ashes grows 
Unpleasant to my taste. 

3 Sense can afford no real joy 
To souls that feel thy frown; 

Lord, ’twas thy hand advanc’d me high. 
Thy hand hath cast me down. 

9 My locks like wither’d leaves appear; 

And life’s declining light 
Grows faint as evening shadows are. 

That vanish into night 

10 But thou forever art the same, 

O my eternal God ! 

Ages to come shall know thy name. 

And spread thy works abroad. 

11 Thou wilt arise, and shew thy face ; 

Nor will my Lord delay 
Beyond th’ appointed hour of grace. 

That long expected day. 

12 He hears his saints, he know* their cry. 

And by mysterious ways 



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Redeems the prisoners doom’d to die. 

And fills their tongues with praise. 

Psalm 102. 2 \d~Part. Common Metre. [*?] 
Ver. 13—21. Prayer heard y and Zion restored 



Her God hath heard her mourning voice. 

And comes t’ exalt his power. 

2 Her dust and ruins that remain 

Are precious in our eyes; 

Those ruins shall be built again, 

And all that dust shall rise. 

3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, 

And stand in glory there; 

Nations shall bow before his name, 

And kings attend with fear. 

4 He sits a sovereign on his throne. 

With pity in his eyes : 

He hears the dying prisoners groan, 

And sees their sighs arise. 

5 He frees the souls condemn’d to death } 

And when his saints complain. 

It shan’t be said that praying breath 
Was ever spent in vain. 

6 This shall be known when we are dead. 

Ami left on long record, 

That ages yet unborn may read. 

And trust, and praise the Lord. 

Psalm 102. Long Metre, [b] 

Ver. 23—28. Marts mortality and Christ's eternity , 
or, saints die y but Christ and the church live. 

1 TT is the Lord our Saviour’s hand 

X Weakens our strength amidst the race; 
Disease and death, at his command. 

Arrest us, and cut short our days. 

2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, 

Nor let our sun go down at noon ; 

Thy years are one eternal day, 

And must thy children die so soon ? 

3 Yet, in the midst of death and grief. 

This thought our sorrow shall assuage; 







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“Our Father and our Saviour live; 

“ Christ is the same through every age.” 

4 ’Twas he this earth’s foundation laid, 

Heaven is the buikling of his hand; 

This earth grows old, tltese heavens shall fade; 
And all be chang’d at his command. , 

5 The starry curtains of the sky. 

Like garments, shall be laid aside ; 

But still thy throne stands firm and high ; 

Thy churcn forever must abide. 

6 Before thy face thy church shall live. 

And on thy throne thy children reign; 

This dying world shall they survive, 

And the dead saints be rais’d again. 


Psalm 103. 1st Part. Long Metre. 

Ver. 1 —7. Blessing God for his goodness to soul and bod). 

1 T>LESS, O my soul, the living God, 

X) Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad; 
Let all the powers within me join 
In work and worship so divine. 

2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; 

His favours claim thy highest praise; 

Why should the wonders he hath wrought. 

Be lost in silence and forgot ? 

3 ’Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son 

To die for crimes which thou hast done ; 

He owns the ransom, and forgives 
The hourly follies of our lives. 

4 Tlie vices of the mind he heals. 

And cures the pains that nature feels. 
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves 
Our wasting life from threatening graves. 

5 Our youth decay’d, his power repairs ; 

His mercy crowns our growing years ; 

He satisfies our mouth with good. 

And fills our hopes with heavenly food. 

6 He sees th* oppressor and tli’ opprest. 

And often gives the sufferers rest; 

But will his justice more display 

lii the last great rewarding day. 




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7 [His power he shew’d by Moses’ hands, 

And gave to Israel his commands; 

But sent his truth and mercy down 
To all the nations by his Son. 

8 Let the whole earth his power confess, 

Let the whole earth adore Ins grace: 

The Gentile with the Jew shall join 
In work and worship so divine.] 

Psalm 103. 2d Part. Long Metre. [*] 
Ver. 8 —18. Goers gentle chastisement; or, his 
tender mercy to his people. 



He takes his mercy for his throne, 

And thence he makes his glories known. 


2 Not half so high his power hath spread 
The starry heavens above our head. 

As his rich love exceeds our praise. 
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 

3 Not half so far hath nature plac’d 
The rising morning from the west. 

As his forgiving grace removes 
The daily guilt of those he loves. 

4 How slowly doth his wrath arise! 

On swifter wings salvation flies: 

And if he lets ins anger burn, 

How soon his frowns to pity turn ? 

5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines; 

His strokes are lighter than our sins ; 
And while his rod corrects his saints. 
His ear indulges their complaints. 

6 So fathers their young sons chastise. 
With gentle hands and melting eyes ; 
The children weep beneath the smart, 
And move the pity of their heart. 

Pause. 

7 The mighty God, the wise and just. 
Knows that our frame is feeble dust; 
And will no heavy loads impose 
Beyond the strength that he bestows. 

8 He knows how soon our nature dies. 
Blasted by every wind that flies; 

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170 Psalm 103. 

Like grass we spring, and die as soon 

As morning flowers that fade at noon. 

9 But his eternal love is sure 

To all the saints, and shall endure ; 

From age to age his truth shall reign, 

Nor children’s children hope in vain. 

Psalm 103. 1st Part. Short Metre. [»] 

Ver. 1— 7. Praise for spiritual and temporal mercies. 

1 BLESS the Lord, my soul? 

Let all within me join. 

And aid my tongue to bless his name. 

Whose favours are divine. 

2 O bless the Lord, my soul. 

Nor let his mercies lie 

Forgotten in unthankfulness. 

And without praises die. 

3 ’Tis he forgives thy sins, 

’Tis he relieves thy pain, 

’Tis he that heals thy sicknesses. 

And makes thee young again. 

4 He crowns thy life with love. 

When ransom’d from the grave ; 

He that redeem’d my soul from hell 
Hath sovereign power to save. 

5 He fills the poor with good ; 

He gives the sufferers rest; 

The Lord hath judgments for the proud* 

And justice for tn’ oppress’d. 

6 His wondrous works and ways 
He made by Moses known; 

But sent the world his truth and grace 
By his beloved Son. 

Psalm 103. 2d Part. Short Metre. [$$] 

Ver. 8—-18. Abounding compassion of God; or, 
mercy in the midst of judgment . 

1 TV/TY soul, repeat his praise, 

IVi. Whose mercies are so great; 

Whose angev is so slow to rise. 

So ready to abate. 





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_ Psalm 103. _ 

2 God will not always chide; 

And when his strokes are felt, 

His strokes are fewer than our crimes, 

And lighter than our guilt. 

S High as the heavens are rais’d 
Above the ground we tread, 

So far the riches of his grace 
Our highest thoughts exceed. 

4 His power subdues our sins, 

And his forgiving love, 

Far as the east is from the west. 

Doth all our guilt remove. 

5 The pity of the Lord 
To those that fear his name. 

Is such as tender parents feel; 

He knows our feeble frame. 

6 He knows we are but dust. 

Scatter’d with every breath; 

Iiis anger, like a rising wind. 

Can send us swift to death 

7 Our days are as the grass. 

Or like the morning flower; 

If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field, 

It withers in an hour. 

2 But thy compassions. Lord. 

To endless years endure; 

And children’s children ever find 
Thy words of promise sure. 

Psalm 103. 3 cl Part . Short Metre. [$] 

• Ver. 19—22. 

God’s universal dominion ; or, angels praise the Lord . 

1 r T' , HE Lord, the sovereign King, 

I Hath fix’d his throne on high ; 

O’er all the heavenly world he rules, 

And all beneath the sky. 

2 Ye angels, great in might. 

And swift to do his will, 

Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear. 
Whose pleasure ye fulfil 

3 Let the bright hosts who wait 
The orders of their King, 

And guard his churches when they pray, 

, Join in the praise they sing. 




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4 While all his wondrous works 
Through his vast kingdom shew 
Their Maker’s glory, thou, my soul, 

Shall sing his graces too. 

Psalm 104. Long Metre, [a] 

The glory of God in creation and providence . 

X A/f Y soul, thy great Creator praise: 

1VX When clotlvd in his celestial rays. 

He in full majesty appears, 

And, like a robe, * his glory wears. 

[Note. This psalm may be sung to a different metre, 
by adding the following two lines to every stanza, viz. 
Great is the Lord ; what tongue can frame 
An equal honour to his name ?*] 

2 The heavens are for his curtain spread; 

The unfathom’d deep he makes his bed: 
Clouds are his chariot, when he flies 

On winged storms across the skies. 

3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, 

His ministers are flaming fires; 

And swift as thought their armies move 
To bear his vengeance or his love. 

4 The world’s foundations by his hand 
Are pois’d, and shall forever stand ; 

He binds the ocean in his chain. 

Lest it should drown the earth again, 

5 When earth was cover’d with the flood, 

Which high above the mountains stood, 

He thunder’d, and the ocean fled. 

Confin’d to its appointed bed. 

6 The swelling billows know their bound. 

And in their channels walk their round ; 

Yet thence convey’d by secret veins. 

They spring on hills, and drench the plains. 

7 He bids the crystal fountains flow. 

And cheer the vallies as they go ; 

Tame heifers there tlieir thirst allay, 

And for the stream wild asses bray. 

$ From pleasant trees which shade the brink, 
The. lark and linnet light to drink; 

Their songs the lark and linnet raise, 

And chide our silence in his praise. 




Psalm 104. 173 

Pause I. 

9 God, from his cloudy cistern, pours 

On the parch’d earth enriching* showers: 

The grove, the garden, and the field, 

A thousand joyful blessings yield. 

10 He makes the grassy food arise. 

And gives the cattle large ..supplies; 

With herbs for man, of various power. 

To nourish nature, or to cure. 

11 What noble fruits the vines produce ! 

The olive yields an useful juice ; 

Our hearts are cheer’d with generous wine. 
With inward joy our faces shine. 

12 O bless his name, ye people, fed 
With nature’s chief supporter, bread : 

While bread your vital strength imparts, 

Serve him with vigour in your hearts. 

Pause II. 

13 Behold the stately cedar stands. 

Rais’d in the forest by his hands; 

Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, 

And build their nests secure on h*gh. 

14 To craggy hills ascends the goat; 

And at the airy mountain’s foot 

The feebler creatures make their cell; 

He gives them wisdom where to dwell. 

15 He sets the sun his circling race, 

Appoints the moon to change her face ; 

And when thick darkness veils the day. 

Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey 

16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad. 

And roaring, ask their meat from God; 

But when the morning beams arise. 

The savage beast to covert flies. 

17 Then man to daily labour gees ; 

The night was irtude for his repose: 

Sleep is thv gift, that sweet relief 
From tiresome toil and wasting grief. 

IS How strange thy works! how great thy skiM! 
And every land thy riches fill: 

Thy wisdom round the world we see. 

This spacious earth is full of thee. 

19 Nor less thy glories in the deep. 

Where fish in millions swim creep, 

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174 Psalm 103. 

With wondrous motions, swift or slow, 

Still wandering in the paths below. 

20 There ships divide their watery way, 

And flocks of scaly monsters play; 

There dwells the huge leviathan, 

And foams and sports in spite of man. 

Pause III. 

21 Vast are thy works. Almighty Lord, 

All nature rests upon thy word. 

And the whole race of creatures stand. 
Waiting their portion from thy hand. 

22 While each receives his different food, 

Their cheerful looks pronounce it good; 

Eagles and bears, and whales and worms, 
Rejoice and praise in different forms. 

23 But when thy face is hid, they mourn, 

And, dying, to their dust return ; 

Both man and beast their souls resign ; 

Life, breath and spirit all are thine. 

24 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, 

And fill the world with beasts and men ; 

A word of thy creating breath 

Repairs the wastes of time and death. 

25 His works, the wonders of his might. 

Are honour’d with his own delight: 

How awful are his glorious ways! 

The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 

26 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke. 

And at thy touch the mountains smoke; 

Yet humble souls may see thy face, 

And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 

2 7 In tliee my hopes and wishes meet, 

And make my meditations sweet; 

Thy praises shall my breath employ. 

Till it expire in endless jo v 

23 While haughty sinners die accurst. 

Their glory bury’d in the dust, 

I to my God, my heavenly King, 

Immortal hallelujahs sing. 

Psalm 105. Abridged. Common Metre. jj&J 

God’s conduct to Israel , and the plagues of EgyfiU 
1 f ^ IVE thanks to God, invoke his name, 

VJ” And tell the world his grace; 




_ Psalm 105. _1*5 

Sound through the earth his deeds of fame, 
That all may seek his face. 

2 His covenant, which he kept in mind 

For numerous ages past, 

To numerous ages, yet behind, 

In equal force shall last 

3 He sware to Abrah’m and his seed. 

And made the blessing sure ; 

Gentiles the ancient promise read, 

And find his truth endure. 

4 “ Thy seed shall make all nations blest,” 

(Said the Almighty voice) 

“ And Canaan’s land shall be their rest, 

“ The type of heavenly joys.” 

5 [How large the grant! how rich the grace! 

To give them Canaan’s land. 

When they were strangers in the place, 

A little feeble band! 

6 Like pilgrims, through the countries round. 

Securely thev remov’d; 

And haughty kings, that on them frown’d, 
Severely he reprov’d, 

7 “ Touch mine anointed, and mine arm 

“ Shall soon revenge the wrong: 

“ The man that does my prophets harm, 
“Shall know their God is strong.” 

S Then let the world forbear its rage. 

Nor put the church in fear: 

Israel must live through every age. 

And be th* Almighty’s care.] 

Pause I, 

9 When Pharaoh dar’d to vex the saints, 

And thus provok’d their God, 

Moses was sent, at their complaints* 

Arm’d with his dreadful rod. 

10 He call’d for darkness; darkness came 

Like an o’erwhelming flood; 

He turn’d each lake and every stream 
To lakes and streams of blood. 

11 He gave the sign, and noisome flies 

Through the whole country spread ; 

And frogs, in croaking armies, rise 

About the monarch’s bod. 



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12 Through fields, and towns, and palaces. 

The tenfold vengeance flew ! 

Locusts in swarms devour’d their trees. 

And hail their cattle slew. 

13 Then by an angel’s midnight stroke, 

The flower of Egypt dy’d ; 

The strength of every house was broke. 

Their glory and their pride. 

14 Now let the world forbear its rage. 

Nor put the church in fear; 

Israel must live through every age. 

And be th’ Almighty’s care. 

Pause II. 

15 Thus were the tribes from bondage brought, 

And left the hated ground : 

Each some Egyptian spoils had got. 

And not one feeble found. 

16 The Lord himself chose out their way. 

And mark’d their journies right; 

Gave them a leading cloud by day, 

A fiery guide by night. 

17 They thirst; and waters from the rock 

In rich abundance flow. 

And following still the course they took. 

Ran all the desart through. 

18 O wondrous stream! O blessed type 

Of ever-flowing grace! 

So Christ our rock maintains our life 
Through all this wilderness. 

19 Thus guarded by th* Almighty hand, 

^ The chosen tribes possess’d 

Canaan the rich, the promis’d land. 

And their enjoy’d their rest. 

20 Then let the world forbear its rage. 

The church renounce her fear ; 

Israel must live through every age, 

And be th’ Almighty’s care. 

Psalm 106. Long Metre. 

\ er. 1 5. Praise to Grd; or, communion with saints* 

1 God the § reat ’ the evcr Mess’d, 
songs oi honour be address’d; 





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His mercy firm forever stands i 

Give him the thanks his love demands. 

2 Who knows die wonders of thy ways? 

Who shall fulfil diy boundless praise ? 

Blest are the souls that fear thee still, 

And pay their duty to thy will. 

3 Remember what thy mercy did 

For Jacob’s race, thy chosen seed ; 

And with the same salvation bless 

The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 

4 O may I see thy tribes rejoice, 

And aid their triumphs with my voice! 

This is my glory, Lord, to be 

Join’d to thy saints, and near to thee. 

Psalm 106. Short Metre. [&] 

Ver. 7,8,12—14,43—48. Israel punished and par¬ 
doned ; or, God’s unchangeable love* 

X P OD of eternal love, 

v_T How fickle are our ways! 

And yet how oft did Israel prove 
Thy constancy of grace ! 

2 They saw thy wonders wrought, 

And then thy praise they sung; 

But soon thy works of power forgot. 

And murmur’d with their tongue. 

3 Now they believe his word, 

While rocks with rivers flow ; 

Now, with their lusts provoke the Lord, 

And he reduc’d diem low. 

4 Yet when they mourn’d their faults, 

He hearken’d to their groans; 

Brought his own covenant to his thoughts, 

And call’d them still his sons. 

5 Their names were in lus book, 

He sav’d them from their foes ; 

Oft he chastis’d, but ne’er forsook 
The people that he chose. 

6 Let Israel bless the Lord, 

Who lov’d their ancient race; 

And Christians join the solemn word 
Amen to all the praise. 




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Psalm 107. 1st Part. Long Metre. [&] 

Israel led to Canaan , and Christians to heaven . 

1 IVE thanks to God ; he reigns above ; 
Or ’Kind are his thoughts, his name is love; 
His mercy, ages past have known, 

And ages long to come shall own. 

2 Let the redeemed of the Lord 
The wonders of his grace record: 

Israel, the nation whom he chose, 

And rescu’d from their mighty foes. 

3 [When God’s almighty arm had broke 
Their fetters and th* Egyptian yoke, 

They trac’d the desart, wandering round, 

A wild and solitary ground ! 

4 There they could find no leading road, 

Nor city for a fix’d abode ; 

Nor food, nor fountain to assuage 
Their burning thirst, or hunger’s rage. 

5 In their distress to God they cry’d; 

God was their Saviour and their guide ; 

He led their march far wandering round; 
’Tvvas the right path to Canaan’s ground. 

6 Thus when our first release we gain 
From sin’s old yoke, and Satan’s chain. 

We have this desart world to pass, 

A dangerous and a tiresome place. 

T He feeds and clothes us all the way. 

He guides our footsteps, lest w r e stray ; 

He guards us with a powerful hand. 

And brings us to the heavenly land. 

5 O let the saints with joy record 
The truth and goodness of the Lotd ? 

How great his works ! how kind his ways! 
Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 


Psalm 107. 2d Part • Long Metre. 

Correction for sin , and release by prayer. 
1 Tj'EOM age to age exalt his name; 

A God and his grace are still the same; 
He fills the hungry soul with food, 

And feeds the poor with every good. 




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2 But if their hearts refeel, and rise 
Against the God that rules the skies ; 

If they reject his heavenly word, 

And slight the counsels of the Lord; 

3 He’ll bring their spirits to the ground. 

And no deliverer shall be found : 

Laden with grief, they waste tlteir breath 
In darkness, and the "shades of death. 

4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries; 
He makes the dawning light arise. 

And scatters all that dismal shade 
That hung so heavy round their head. 

5 He cuts the bars of brass in two, 

And lets the smiling prisoners through ; 
Takes off the load of guilt and grief. 

And gives the labouring soul relief. 

S O may the sons of men record 
The wondrous goodness of the Lord J 
How great his works ! how kind his ways! 
Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 


Psalm 107. 2>d Part. Long Metre. [*] 

Intemperance punished and pardoned ; or, a psalm 
for the glutton and the drunkard. 

1 \ TAIN man, cn foolish pleasures bent, 

V Prepares for his own punishment! 

What pains, what loathsome maladies 
From luxury and lust arise! 

2 The drunkard feels his vitals waste. 

Yet drowns his health to please his taste; 

Till all his active powers are lost. 

And fainting life draws near the dust. 

3 The glutton groans, and loathes to eat. 

His soul abhors delicious meat; 

Nature, with heavy loads oppress’d. 

Would yield to death to be releas’d. 

4 Then how the frighted sinners fly 
To God for help, with earnest ciy;! 

He hears their groans, prolongs their breath, 
And saves them from approachiag death. 

5 No med’eine could effect the cure 
So qiyck, so easy, or so s#re; 




180 


Psalm 107, 


The deadly- sentence God repeals ; 

He sends his sovereign word, and heals. 
6 O may the sons of men record 
The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! 
And let their thankful offerings prove 
How they adore their Makers love. 


Psalm 107. 4th Pari. Long Metre. [S£] 

Deliverance from storms and shipwreck ; or y the 


seaman's song. 



Go with the mariners, and trace 
The unknown regions of the seas. 


2 They leave their native shores behind. 
And seize the favour of the wind. 

Till God commands, and tempests rise. 
That heave the ocean to the skies. 

$ Now to the heavens they mount amain ; 
Now sink to dreadful deeps again ; 

What strange affrights young sailors feel, 
And like a staggering drunkard reel! 

4 When land is far, and death is nigh, 
Lost to all hope, to God they cry : 

His mercy hears their loud address. 

And sends salvation in distress. 

5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage ; 
The furious waves forget their rage : 
’Tis calm; and sailors smile to see 
The haven where they wish’d to be, 

6 O may the sons of men record 
The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! 
Let them their private offerings bring, 
And in the church his glory sing. 


Psalm 107. Common Metre. [$$] 

The mariner's psalm. 

1 r T''HY works of glory, mighty Lord, 

i- Thy wonders in the deeps, 

The sons of courage shall record, 

Who trade in floating ships. . 

2 At thy command the winds arise. 

And swell the towering waves; 

The men, astonish’d, mount the skies, 

And sink in gaping graves. 





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3 [Again they climb the watery hills. 

And plunge in deeps again: 

Each like a tottering drunkard reels, 

And finds his courage vain. 

4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar. 

They pant with fluttering breath; 

And, hopeless of a distant shore. 

Expect immediate death.] 

5 Then to the Lord they raise their cries; 

He hears their loud request. 

And orders silence through the skies. 

And lays the floods to rest. 

6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears, 

And see the storm allay’d: 

Now to their eyes the port appears ; 

There let their vows be paid. 

7 ’Tis God that brings them safe to land; 

Let stupid mortals know 
That waves are under his command, 

And all the winds that blow. 

8 O that the sons of men would praise 

The goodness of the Lord! 

And those that see thy wondrous ways, 

Thy wondrous love record._ 

Psalm 107. Last Part . Long Metre. [$:] 

Colonics planted ; or, nations blessed and punished 
A Psalm for New-England. 

1 T 7f THEN God, provok’d with daring crimes, 

VV Scourges the madness of the times, 

He turns their fields to barren sand, 

And dries the rivers from the land. 

2 His word can raise the springs again, 

And make the wither’d mountains green, 

Send showery blessings from the skies. 

And harvests in the desart rise. 

3 [Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey, 

Or men as fierce and wild as they, 

He bids th’ oppress’d and poor repair, 

And builds them towns and cities there. 

4- They sow the fields, and trees they plant, 
Whose yearly fruits supply their want: 

Their race grows up from fruitful stocks, 
Their wealth increases with their flocks. 

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5 Thus they are blest: but if they sin, 

He lets the, heathen nations in; 

A savage crew invades their lands. 

Their children die by barbarous hands. 

6 Their captive sons, expos’d to scorn, 

Wander unpitied and forlorn; 

The country lies unfenc’d, untill’d> 

And desolation spreads the field. 

7 Vet if the humbled nation mourns. 

Again his dreadful hand he turns ; 

Again he makes their cities thrive. 

And bids the dying churches live.] 

8 The righteous* with a joyful sense. 

Admire the works of providence; 

And tongues of atheists shall no more 
Blaspheme the God that saints adore, 

9 How few with pious care record 
These wondrous dealings of the Lord ! 

But wise observers still shall find 
The Lord is holy, just, and kind. 

Psalm 109. Common Metre. [b] 

Ver. 1—5, SI. Love to enemies , from the example 
of Christ. 

1 ^»OD of my mercy and my praise, 
v_T Thy glory is my song. 

Though sinners speak against thy grace 
With a blaspheming tongue. 

2 When in the form of mortal man 

Thy Son on earth was found. 

With cruel slanders, false and vain, 

They compass’d him around. 

3 Their miseries his compassion move. 

Their peace he still pursu’d; 

They render hatred for his love, 

And evil for his good. 

4 Their malice rag’d without a cause; 

Yet with his dying breath 
He pray’d for murderers on his cross. 

And bless’d his foes in death. 

•> Lord, shall thy bright example shine 
In vain before mine eyes ? 

Give me a soul a-kin to thine. 

To love mine enemies. 




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6 The Ijord shall on my side engage, 

And in my Saviour’s name 
I shall defeat their pride and rage, 

'Who slander and condemn. 

-■—— ■ ' ■ ■ ——-.—- — -— - ■ ■■■ — > 

Psalm 110. 1st Part. Long Metre. [*] 

Christ exalted y and multitude* converted; or> the 
success of the gospel. 

1 r | 'HUS the eternal Father spake 

i- To Christ the Son: “ Ascend and sit 
“At my right hand, till I shall make 
“ Thy foes submissive at thy feet 

2 “From Zion shall thy word proceed; 

“ Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, 

“ Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, 

“ And bow their wills to thy command. 

3 “ That day shall shew thy power is great, 
“When saints shall flock with willing minds* 

“ And sinners crowd thy temple-gate, 

“Where holiness in beauty shines.” 

4 O blessed power! O glorious day! 

What a large victory shall ensue ! 

And converts, who thy grace obey. 

Exceed the drops of morning dew. 

Psalm 110. 2d Part, Long Metre. [#c] 

The kingdom and priesthood of Christ . 

1 'T'HUS the great Lord of earth and sea 

A Spake to his Son, and thus he swore : 

“ Eternal shall thy priesthood be, 

“ And change from hand to hand no more. 

2 “Aaron and all his sons must die, 

“ But everlasting life is thine, 

“ To save forever those that fly 
“ For refuge from the wrath divine. 

3 “By me Melchizedek was made 

“On earth a king and priest at once; 

“And thou, my heavenly priest, shalt plead, 

“ And thou, my king, shalt rule my sons.” 

4 lesus, the priest, ascends his throne, 

While counsels of eternal peace. 

Between the Father and the Son, 

Proceed with honour and success. 

5 Through the whole earth his reign shall spread, 
And crush the powers that dare rebel; 






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Psalm 110, 111. 

Then shall he judge the rising dead, 

And send the guilty world to hell. 

6 Though while he treads his glorious way, 

He drinks the cup of tears and blood. 

The sufferings of that dreadful day 

Shall but advance him near to God._ 

Psalm 110. Common Metre. |Xj 

Christ’s kingdom and priesthood. 

1 TESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, 

J And near thy Father sit: 

In Zion shall thy power be known. 

And make thy foes submit. 

2 What wonders shall thy gospel do! 

Thy converts shall surpass 
The numerous drops of morning dew, 

And own thy sovereign grace. 

3 God hath pronounc’d a firm decree. 

Nor changes what he swore; 

“ Eternal shall thy priesthood be, 

“ When Aaron is no more. 

4 “ Melchizedek, that wondrous priest, 

“ That king of high degree, 

“That holy man, who Abrah’m blest, 

“ Was but a type of thee;” 

5 Jesus our priest forever lives 

To plead for us above ; 

Jesus our king forever gives 
The blessings of his love. 

6 God shall exalt his glorious head, 

And his high throne maintain; 

Shall strike the powers and princes dead 
Who dare oppose his reign. 

Psalm ill. 1 st. Part. Common Metre. [$*] 

The wisdom of God in his works. 

1 C ONGS of immortal praise belong 
O To my Almighty God; 

He has my heart, and he my tongue. 

To spread his name abroad. 

2 How great the works his hand hath wrougty 

How glorious in our sight! 

Good men in every age have sought 
His wonders with delight. 





185 


_ Psalm 111, 112. 

3 How most exact is nature’s frame ! 

How wise th’ Eternal Mind ! 

His counsels never change the scheme 
That his first thoughts design’d. 

4 When he redeem’d his chosen sons. 

He fix’d his covenant sure: 

The orders that his lips pronounce, 

To endless years endure. 

5 Nature and time, and earth and skies, 

Thv heavenly skill proclaim ; 

What shall we do to make us wise. 

But learn to read thy name? 

6 To fear thy power, to trust thy grace. 

Is our divinest skill ; 

And he’s the wisest of our race. 

That best obevs thy will. 

Psalm 111. L 2d Part, Common Metre. [Vj 


The perfections of God. 



Let his assembled saints unite 
Their harmony of tongues. 


2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, 

He gives his children food ; 

And, ever mindful of his word. 

He makes his promise good. 

3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came 

To seal his covenant sure; 

Holy and reverend is his name. 

His ways are just and pure. 

4 They that would grow divinely wise 

Must with his fear begin, 

Our fairest proof of knowledge lies 
In hating every sin. 

Psalm 112 . Long Particular Metre. ['*] 

The blessings of the liberal man. 

I r ~pHAT man is blest who stands in awe 
1 Qf God, and loves his sacred law : 

His seed on earth shall lx; renown’d; 

His house the seat of wealth shall be. 

An itiexhausted treasury, 

And with successive honours crown’d, 

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186 Psalm 112# 

2 His liberal favours he extends; 

To some he gives, to others lends; 

A generous pity fills his mind: 

Yet what his charity impairs. 

He saves by prudence in affairs, 

And thus he’s just to all mankind. 

3 His hands, while they his alms bestow’d. 

His glory’s future harvest sow’d: 

The sweet remembrance of the just. 

Like a green root, revives and bears 
A train of blessings for his heirs, 

When dying nature sleeps in dust. 

4 Beset with threatening dangers round, 

Unmov’d shall he maintain his ground; 

His conscience holds his courage lip : 

The soul that’s fill’d with virtue’s light 
Shines brightest in affliction’s night; 

And sees in darkness beams of hope. 

Pause. 

5 [III tidings never can surprise 
His heart that fix’d on God relies. 

Though waves and tempests roar around: 
Safe on a rock he sits, and sees 
The shipwreck of his enemies. 

And all their hope and glory drown’d. 

6 The wicked shall his triumph see, 

And gnash their teeth in agony. 

To find their expectations cross’d;. 

They and their envy, pride and spite, 

Sink down to everlasting night, 

And all their names in darkness lost.] 

Psalm 112. Long Metre. [«] 

The blessings of the pious and charitable. 

1 HPHRICE happy man who fears the Lord, 

J- Loves his commands, and trusts his word: 
Honour and peace his days attend, 

And blessings to his seed descend. 

2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, 

To works of mercy still inclin’d : 

He lends the poor some present aid, 

Or gives .them, not to be repaid. 

S When times grow dark, and tidings spread. 
That fill his neighbours round with dread, 




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Psalm 112,113. 


His heart is arm’d against the fear. 

For God with all his power is there. 

4 His soul, well fix’d upon the Lord, 
Draws heavenly courage from his word; 
Amidst the darkness light shall rise, 

To cheer his heart, and bless his eyes. 

5 He hath dispers’d his alms abroad, 

His works are still before his God ; 

His name on earth shall long remain, 
While envious sinners fret in vain. 


Psalm 112. Common Metre. [*] 

Liberality rewarded. 

1 TTAPPY is he that fears the Lord, 
n And follows his commands. 

Who lends the poor without reward, 

Or gives with liberal hands. 

2 As pity dwells within his breast 

To all the sons of need; 

So God shall answer his request 
With blessings on his seed. 

3 No evil tidings shall surprise 

His well establish’d mind; 

His soul to God, his refuge, flies, 

And leaves his fears behind. 

4 In times of general distress. 

Some beams of light shall shine, 

To shew the world his righteousness, 

And give him peace divine. 

5 His works of piety and love 

Remain before the Lord; 

Honour on earth, and joys above, 

Shall be his sure reward. 


Psalm 113. Long Particular Metre. [«] 

The majesty and condescension of God. 

1 VE that delight to serve the Lord, 

A The honours of his name record, 

His sacred name forever bless : 

Where’er the circling sun displays 
His rising beams or setting rays, 

Let lands and seas his power confess. 

2 Not time, nor nature’s narrow rounds. 

Can give his vast dominion bounds; 

'jpie heavens are far below his height; 





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Psalm 113, 


Let no created greatness dare 
With our eternal God compare. 

Arm’d with his uncreated might! 

3 He bows his glorious head to view 
What the bright hosts of angels do. 

And bends his care to mortal things; 
His sovereign hand exalts the poor, 

He takes the needy from the door. 

And makes them company for kings. 

4 When childless families despair. 

He sends the blessing of an heir. 

To rescue their expiring name : 

The mother, with a thankful voice. 
Proclaims his praises and Iter joys : 

Let every age advance his fame. 

Psalm 113. Long Metre. [*] 


God sovereign and gracious. 



Where’er the sun sliall rise or set. 
The nations -shall his praise repeat. 


2 Above the earth, beyond the sky. 

Stands his high throne of majesty; 

Nor time, nor place, his power restrain. 
Nor bound his universal reign. 

3 Which of the sons of Adam dare. 

Or angels, with their God compare ? 

His glories, how divinely bright, 

Who dwells m uncreated light! 

4 Behold his love; he stoops to view 
What saints above and angels do ; 

And condescends yet more, to know 
The mean affairs of men below. 

5 From dust and cottages obscure. 

His grace exalts the humble poor 
Gives them the honour of his sons. 

And fits them for their heavenly thrones, 

6 [A word of his creating voice 

Can make the barren house rejoice: 
Though Sarah’s ninety years were past, 
The promis’d seed is born at last. 

7 With joy the mother views her son. 

And tells the wonders God has done; 





189 


Psalm 114, 115. 

Faith may grow strong when sense despairs: 

It nature fails, the promise bears.} 

Psalm H4. Long Metre. 

Miracles attending Israel’s journey. 

1 \ T 7HEN Israel, freed from Pharaoh’s hand, 

VV Left the proud tyrant and his land, 

The tribes with cheerful homage own 
Their King, and Judah was his throne. 

2 Across the deep their journey lay ; 

The deep divides to make them way: 

Jordan beheld their march, and tied 
With backward current to his head. 

3 The mountains shook like frighted sheep. 

Like lambs the little hillocks leap ; 

Not Sinai on her base could stand, 

Conscious of sovereign power at hand. 

4 What power could make the deep divide? 
Make Jordan backward roll his tide? 

Why did ye leap, ye little hills ? 

And whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 

5 Let every mountain, eveiy flood, 

Retire, and know th’ approaching God, 

The King of Israel: See him here ! 

Tremble, thou earth, adore and fear. 

6 He thunders, and all nature mounts; 

The rock to standing pools he turns : 

Flints spring with fountains at his word. 

And fires and seas confess the Lord._ 

Psalm 115. Long Metre. [*] 

The true God our refuge ; or , idolatry reproved . 

1 VTOT to ourselves, who are but dust, 

IN Not to ourselves is glory due, 

Eternal God, thou only just. 

Thou only gracious, wise and true. 

2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name ; 

Why should a heathen’s haughty tongue 
Insult us, and, to raise our shame. 

Say, “Where’s the God you’ve serv’d so long.?’ 

3 The God we serve maintains his throne 
Above the clouds, beyond the skies; 

Through all the earth his will is done, 

He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 









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Psalm 115. 


4 But the vain idols they adore 

Are senseless shapes of stone and wood ; 

At best, a mass of glittering ore, 

A silver saint, or golden god. 

5 [With eyes and ears, they carve their bead ; 
Deaf aie their ears, their eyes are blind: 

In vain are costly offerings made. 

And vows are scatter’d in the wind. 

6 Their feet were never made to move. 

Nor hands to save when mortals pray ; 

Mortals that pay them fear or love. 

Seem to be blind and deaf as they.] 

Z O Israel, make the Lord thy hope, 

Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest: 

The Lord shall build thy ruins up, 

And bless the people and the priest. 

8 The dead no more can speak thy praise, 

They dwell in silence in the grave; 

But we shall live to sing thy grace, 

And tell the world thy power to save. 

Psalm 115. Particular Metre. [*] 

V of link idolatry reproved. 

1 VTOT to our names, thou only just and true. 

Not to our worthless names is glory due: 
Thy power and grace, thy truth and justice claim 
Immortal honours to thy sovereign name. 

Shine through the earth from heaven thy blest abode. 
Nor let the heathen say, “ And where’s your God ?’ T 

2 Heaven is thy higher court; there stands thy thrcne, 
And through the lower worlds thy will is done. 
Our God fram’d ail this earth, these heavens he spread. 
But fools adore the gods their hands have made : 
The kneeling crowd, with looks devout, behold 
Their silver saviours, and their saints, of gold. 

3 Wain are those artful shapes of eyes and ears ; 
The molten image neither sees nor hears: 

Their hands are helpless, nor their feet can move; 
They have no speech, nor thought, nor power, not 
love; 

Yet sottish mortals make their long complaints 
To their deaf idols,and their moveless saints. 




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4 1 he rich have statuss well adorn’d with gold ; 
The poor, content with gods of coarser mould, 

\\ ith tools of iron carve the senseless stock, 

Lopt from a tree, or broken from a rock : 

People and priests drive on the solemn trade, 

And trust the gods that saws and hammers made. j 

5 Be heaven and earth amaz’d ! ’Tis hard to say, 
W hicli is more stupid, or their gods, or they. 

O Israel, trust the Lord ! he hears and sees. 

He knows thy sorrows, and restores thy peace y 
His worship does a thousand comforts yield. 

He is thy help, and he thy heavenly shield. 

6 In God we trust; our impious fees in vain 
Attempt our ruin, and oppose his reign ; 

Had they prevail’d, darkness had clos’d our days. 
And death and silence had forbid his praise : 

But we are sav’d, and live: Let songs arise. 

And Zion bless the God that built the skies. 


Psalm 116. ist Part* Common Metre, [b] 

Recovery from sickness. 

1 T LOVE the Lord: he heard my cries, 

A And pity’d every groan ; 

Long as I live, when troubles rise. 

I'll hasten to his throne. 

2 I love the Lord : he bow’d his ear. 

And chas’d my griefs away: 

O let my heart no more despair. 

While I have breath to pray ! 

3 My flesh declin’d, my spirits fell, 

And I drew near "the dead ; 

While inward pangs, and fears of hell. 
Perplex’d my wakeful head. 

4 “ My God,” I cry’d, “ thy servant save, 

“ Thou ever good and just; 

“Thy power can rescue from the grave, 

“ Thy power is all my trust.” 

5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, 

He bid my pains remove : 

Return, niy soul, to God, thy rest, 

For thou hast known his love. 

6 My God hath sav’d my soul from death. 

And dry’d my falling tears: 




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Psalm 116, 117. 


Now to his praise I’ll spend my breath, 

And my remaining years. 

Psalm 116. 2d Part. Common Metre, [b] 


Ver. 12, &c. Vokvs, made in trouble , paid in the 
church ; or , public thanks for private deliverance, 

1 \ X 7HAT shall I render to my God 
VV For all his kindness shown? 

Mv feet shall visit thine abode, 

My songs address thy throne. 

2 Among the saints that fill thine house 

My offerings shall be paid; 

There shall my zeal perform the vows 
My soul in anguish made. 

3 How much isX mercy thy delight. 

Thou ever blessed Gcd ! 


How dear thy servants in thy sight! 
How precious is their blood! 

4 How happy all thy servants are! 

How great thy grace to me! 

My life, which thou hast made thy care, 
Lord, I devote to thee. 

5 Now I am thine, forever thine. 

Nor shall my purpose move ; 

Thy hand hath loos’d my bonds of pain, 
And bound me with thy love. 

6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, 

And thy rich grace record; 

Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, 

If I forsake the Lord * 1 . 


Psalm 117. Common Metre. £*] 

Praise to God from all nations. 

1 ALL ye nations, praise the Lord, 

V./ Each with a different tongue : 

In every language learn Ills word, 

And let his name be sung. 

2 His mercy reigns through every land ; 

Proclaim his grace abroad : 

Forever firm his truth shall stand; 

Praise ye the faithful God. 

Psalm 117. Long Metre 

1 PROM ah that dwell below the skies, 

L Let the Creator’s praise arise; 








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Psalm 117, 118. 

Let the Redeemer’s name be sung 

Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 

Eternal truth attends thy word : 

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore. 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

Psalm 117. Short Metre. O] 

X r pH Y name, Almighty Lord, 

J- Shall sound through distant lands; 
Great is thy grace, and sure thy word, 

Thy truth forever stands. 

2 Far be thine honour spread. 

And long thy praise endure, 

Till morning light and evening shade 
Shall be exchang’d no more. 

Psalm 118. 1st Part. Common Metre. [*»] 
Ver. 6—15. Deliverance from tumult. 

1 nPHE Lord appears my helper now, 

A Nor is my faith afraid 
Of what the sons of earth can do, 

Since Heaven affords me aid. 

2 Tis safer. Lord, to hope in thee, 

And hive my God my friend, 

Than trust in men of high degree, 

And on their truth depend. 

3 Like bees my foes beset me round ; 

A large and angry swarm ! 

But I shall all their rage confound 
By thine almighty arm. 

4 Tis through the Lord my heart is strong, 

In him my lips rejoice; 

While his salvation is my song. 

How cheerful is my voice ! 

5 Like angry bees they girt me round; 

When God appears, they fly : 

So burning thorns, with crackling sound. 

Make a fierce blaze and die. 

Joy to the saints and peace belongs; 

The Lord protects their days; 

Let Israel tune immortal songs 
To his almighty grace. 





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Psalm 118. 


Psalm 118. 2d Part. Common Metre. |>] 

Ver. 1 7 —21. Public praise for deliverance from death, 

1 T ORD, thou hast heard thy servant cry, 

Li And rescu’d from the grave ; 

Now shall he live; (and none can die, 

If God resolve to save.) 

2 Thy praise, more constant than before. 

Shall fill his daily breath ; 

Thy hand, that hath chastis’d him sore. 
Defends him still from death. 

3 Open the gates of Zion now. 

For we shall worship there; 

The house where all the righteous go. 

Thy mercy to declare. 

4 Among th’ assemblies of thy saints 

Our thankful voice we raise; 

There we have told thee our complaints, 

And there we speak, thy praise. 


Psalm 118. 3 d Part. Common Metre. 

Ver. 22, 23. Christ the foundation of his church . 

1 T>EHOLD the sure foundation-stone 
D Which God in Zion lays, 

To build our heavenly hopes upon, 

And his eternal praise. 

2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 

And saints adore the name ; 

They trust their whole salvation here. 

Nor shall they suffer shame. 

3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest. 

Reject it with disdain ; 

Yet on this rock the church shall rest. 

And envy r^ge in vain. 

4 What though the gates of hell withstood. 

Yet must this building rise: ; 

’Tis thine own work, Almighty Goa, 

And wondrous in our eyes. 


Psalm 118. 4 th Part, Common Metre. [$*} 

Ver. 24—26. Hosanna ; the Lord’s-day ; or , 
Christ's resurrection and our salvation. 

1 r ~jPHIS is the dav the Lord hath made. 

He calls the hours his own ; 








Psalm 118. 


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Let. heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 

And praise surround the throne. 

2 To-day he rose and left the dead, 

And Satan’s empire fell; 

To-day the saints his triumphs spread. 

And all his wonders tell. 

3 Hosanna to tit’ anointed King, 

To David’s holy Son ! 

Help us, O Lord ; descend and bring 
Salvation from thy throne. 

4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men 

With messages of grace; 

Who comes in God his Father’s name. 

To save our sinfth race. # 

5 Hosanna in the highest strains 

The church on earth can raise ; 

The highest heavens, in which he reigns, 

Shall give him nobler praise. 

Psalm 118 . Short Metre. [&] 

Ver. 22—27. An hosanna for the Lcrd’s-day j 
or, a iiew song of salvation by Christ. 

1 CEE what a living stone 
O The builders did refuse ; 

Yet God hatli built his church thereon, 

In spite of envious Jews. 

2 The scribe and angry priest 
Reject thine only bon ; 

Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, 

As the chief corner-stone. 

3 The work, O Lord, is thine. 

And wondrous in our eyes; 

This day declares it all divine, 

This day did Jesus rise. 

4 This is the glorious day 
That our Redeemer made; 

Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, 

I>et all the church be glad. 

5 Ilosanna to the King 
Of David’s royal blood; 

Bless him, ye saints ; l*e comes to bring 
Salvation from your God. 

6 We bless thine holy word, 

Which ail this grace displays; 




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Psalm 118, 119. 

And offer on thine altar. Lord, 

Our sacrifice of praise. 

Psalm 118. Long Metre. [$] 

Ver. 22— 27. An hosanna for the Lord’s day ; 
or y a new song of salvation by Christ. 

1 T O ! what a glorious corner-stone 
L The Jewish builders did refuse; 

But God hath built his church tlrereon. 

In spite of envy and the Jews. 

2 Great God! the work is all divine. 

The joy and wonder of our eyes*; 

This is the day that proves it thine. 

The day that saw our Saviour rise. 

3 Sinners rejoice, and saints be glad: 

Hosanna, let his name be blest; 

A thousand honours on his head. 

With peace, and light, and glory rest! 

4 In God’s own name he comes to bring 
Salvation to our dying race ; 

Let the whole church address their King 
With hearts of joy, and songs of praise. 

Psalm 119. 

I have collected and disposed the mojl useful verses 
of this Psalm under eighteen different heads % and formed 
a Divine Song upon each of them. But the verses are 
much transposed to attain some degree of connexion. 

In some places , among the words law, commands, 
judgments, testimonies, / have used gospel, word, grace, 
truth, promises, &c. as more agreeable to the New Tes¬ 
tament , and the common language of Christians , and it 
equally answers the design off the Psalmist, which was to 
recommend the Holy Scriptures. 

Psalm 119. 1st Part. Com. Metre. [$:] 

The blessedness of saints , and misery of sinners. 
Ver. 1, 2, 3. 

1 T) LEST are 7 the undefil’d in heart, 

O Whose ways are right and clean; 

Who never from thy law depart, 

But fly from every sin. 

2 Blest are the men that keep thy word. 

And practise thy commands; 





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With, their whole heart they seek the Lord7 
And serve thee with their hands! 

Ver. 165. 

3 Great is their peace who love thy law; 

How firm their souls abide! 

Nor can a bold temptation draw 
Their steady feet aside. 

Ver. 6. 

4 Then shall my heart have inward joy. 

And keep my face from shame, 

When all thy statutes I obey. 

And honour all thy name. 

Ver. 21,118. 

5 But haughty sinners God will hate, 

The proud shall die accurst; 

The sons of falsehood and deceit 
Are trodden to the dust. 

Ver. 119, 155. 

6 Vile as the dross the wicked are ; 

And those that leave thv ways 
Shall see salvation from % 

But never taste thy grace. 

Psalm 119. 2 d Part. Common Metre. [^] 

Secret devotion and spiritual mindedness-; er, con-* 
slant converse with God. 

Ver. 147, 55. 



I meditate thy name by pight, 
And keep thy law by dav. 

Ver. 81. ' 


2 iMv spirit faints to see thy grace; 

Thy promise bears me up; 

And while salvation long delays. 

Thy word supports mv hope. 

Ver. 164. 

3 Seven times a day I lift my hands. 

And pay my thanks to thee ; 

Thy righteous providence demands 
Repeated praise from me. 

Ver. 62. 

4 When midnight darkness veils the skies, 

I call thy works to mind ; 

My thoughts in warm devotion rise, 

And sweet acceptance find. 

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Psalm 119. *6d Part. Common Metre. [*] 

Professions of sincerity , repentance and obedience . 

Ver.sr, 60. 

1 'T'HOU art my portion, O my God; 

JL Soon as I know thy way. 

My heart makes haste t’ obey thy word, 

And suffers no delay. 

Ver. 30,14. 

2 I choose the path of heavenly truth. 

And glory in my choice; 

Not all the riches of the earth 
Could make me so rejoice. 

3 The testimonies of thy grace 

I set before mine eyes: 

Thence I derive my daily strength. 

And there mv comfort lies. 

Ver. 59. 

4 If once I wander from thy path, 

I think upon my ways; 

Then turn my feet to thy commands, 

And trust thy pardoning grace. 

Ver. 94, 114. 

5 Now* I am thine, forever thine, 

O save thy servant. Lord! 

Thou art my shield, my hiding place. 

My hope 'is in thy word. 

Ver. 112. 

6 Tliou hast inclin’d this heart of mine 

Thv statutes to fulfil: 

And thus till mortal life shall end 
Would I perform thy will. 

Psalm 119. 4 th Part. Common Metre, [b] 

Instruction from scripture . 

Ver. 9. 

X T TOW shall the young secure their hearts. 
i”l And guard their lives from sin ? 

Thy word the choicest rules imparts. 

To keep the conscience clean. 

Ver. 130. 

2 When once it enters to the mind, 

It spreads such light abroad, 

The meanest souls instruction find, 

And raise their thoughts to God. 




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Ver. 105. 

3 *Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, 

That guides us all the day ; 

And through the dangers of the night, 

A lamp to lead our way. 

Ver. 99, 100. 

4 The men that keep thy law with care. 

And meditate thy word. 

Grow wiser than their teachers are, 

And better know the Lord. 

Ver. 104, 113. 

5 Thy precepts make me truly wise; 

I hate the sinner’s road: 

I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, 

But love thy law, my God. 

Ver. 89, 90, 91. 

6 [The starry heavens thv rule obey, 

Tiie earth maintains her place: 

And these thy servants, night and day. 

Thy skill and power express. 

7 But still thy law and gospel. Lord, 

Have lessons more divine; 

Not earth stands firmer than thy word. 

Nor stars so nobly shine.] 

Ver. 160, 140, 9, 116. 

8-Thv word is everlasting truth. 

How pure is every page ! 

That holy book shall guide our youth, 

And well support^ our age. 

Psalm 11 9. 5th Part . Common Metre. 

Delight in scriptu e. ; or , the word of God dwelling in us. 
Ver. 97. ' 

1 HOW I love thy holy law! 

’Tis daily my delight: 

And thence my meditations draw 
Divine advice by night 
Ver. 148. 

2 My waking eyes prevent the day, 

To meditate thy word: 

My soul with longing melts away 
To hear thy gospel. Lord. 

Ver. 3, 13, 54. 

3 How doth thy word my heart engage! 

How well employ my tongue ! 


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And in my tiresome pilgrimage. 

Yields me a heavenly song. 

Ver. 19, 103. 

4 Am I a stranger, or at home, 

’Tis my perpetual feast; 

Not honey dropping from the comb 
So much allures the taste. 

Ver. 72, 127. 

,5 No treasures so enrich the mind; 

Nor shall thy word be sold 
For loads of silver well refin’d, 

Nor heaps of choicest gold. 

Ver. 28, 49,175. 

6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, 

Thv promises of grace 
Are pillars to support my hope. 

And there I write thy praise. _ 

Psalm 119. Gth Part. Common Metre. [*] 


Holiness and comfort from the word. 
Ver. 128. 



Thence I maintain a constant fight 
With every flattering lust 
Ver. 97, 9. 


2 Thy precepts often I survey: 

I keep thy law in sight. 

Through all the business of the day, 

To form my actions right. 

Ver. 62. 

3 My heart in midnight silence cries, 

“ How sweet thy comforts be!” 

My thoughts in holy wonder rise, 

And bring their thanks to thee. 

Ver. 162. 

4 And when my spirit drinks her fill. 

At some good word of thine. 

Not mighty men that share the spoil 
Have joys compar’d to mine. 

Psalm 119. 7 th Part. Common Metre, 

Imperfection of nature, and perfection of scripture. 

Ver. 96 paraphrased. 

1 T ET all the heathen writers join 
" To form one perfect book, 







Psalm 119. 


201 


Great God, if once compar’d with thine. 
How mean their writings look! 

2 Not the most perfect rules they gave 

Could shew one sin forgiven, 

Nor lead a step beyond the grave; 

But thine conduct to heaven. 

3 I’ve seen an end of what we call 

Perfection here below ; 

How short the powers of nature fall, 

And can no farther go! 

4 Yet nien would fain be just with God, 

By works their hands have wrought ; 
But thy commands, exceeding broad, 
Extend to every thought. 

5 In vain we boast perfection here, 

While sin defiles our frame ; 

And sinks our virtues down so far. 

They scarce deserve the nanie. 

6 Our faith and love, and every grace, 

Fall far below thy word ; 

But perfect truth and righteousness 
Dwell only with the Lord. 


Psalm 119. Sth Part. Common Metre. O] 


The word of God is the saint's portion; or t the 
excellency and variety of scripture. 

Ver. Ill paraphrased. 



There shall my noblest powers rejoice, 
My warmest thoughts engage. 


2 I’ll read the histories of thy love. 

And keep thy laws in sight, 

While through the promises I rove 
With ever fresh delight. 

3 ’Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, 

Where springs of life arise ; 

Seeds of immortal bliss are sown. 

And hidden glory lies. 

4 The best relief that mourners have. 

It makes our sorrows blest; 

Our fairest hope beyond the grave, 
And our eternal rest. 





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Psalm 119. 9th Part . Common Metre. [&] 

Desire of knowledge; or, the teachings of the 
Spirit with the word. 

Ver. 64, 68, 18. 

1 npHY mercies fill the earth, O Lord, 

1 How good thy works appear ! 

Open mine eyes to read thy word. 

And see thy wonders there. 

Ver. 73, 125. 

2 My heart was fashion’d by thy hand. 

My service is thy due; 

O make thy servant understand 
The duties he must da 
Ver. 19. 

3 Since I’m a stranger here below, 

Let not thy path be hid; 

But mark the road my feet should go. 

And be my constant guide. 

Ver. 26. 

4 When I confess’d my wandering ways, 

Thou heardst my soul complain ; 

Grant me the teachings of thy grace, 

Or I shall stray again. 

Ver. 33, 34. 

5 If God to me his statutes shew, 

And heavenly truth impart, 

His work forever I’ll pursue, 

His law shall rule my heart. 

Ver. 50, 71. 

6 This was my comfort when I bore 

Variety of grief; 

It made me learn thy word the mofe, 

And fiy to that relief. 

Ver. 51. 

7 [In vain the proud deride me now; 

I’ll ne’er forget thy law; 

Nor let that blessed gospel go. 

Whence all my hopes I draw. 

Ver. 27, 171. 

8 When I have learn’d my Father’s will, 

I’ll teach the world his ways: 

My thankful lips, inspir’d with zeal, 

Shall loud pronounce his praise.] 



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Psalm 119. 1 Otb Part . Common Metre, [b] 

Pleading the promises. 

Ver. 38, 49. 

1 T>EHOLD thy waiting servant, Lord, 

-O Devoted to thy fear; 

Remember and confirm thy word, 

For all my hopes are there. 

Yer. 41, 58, 107. 

2 Hast thou not sent salvation down, 

And promis’d quickening grace ? 

Doth not my heart address thy throne ? 

And yet thy love delays. 

Ver. 123, 42. 

3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail; 

O bear thy servant up ! 

Nor let the scoffing lips prevail, 

Which dare reproach my hope. 

Ver. 49, 74. 

4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord ? 

Then let thy truth appear : 

Saints shall rejoice in my reward. 

And trust as well as fear. 

Psalm 1 i9. 11 th Part . Common Metre, [t>] 

Breathing after holiness. 

Ver. 5, 33. 

1 THAT the Lord would guide my ways 
V-/ To keep his statutes still! 

O that my God would grant me grace 
To know and do his will! 

Ver. 29. 

O send thy Spirit down to write 
Thy law upon my heart! 

Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 

Nor act the liar’s part. 

Ver. 37, 36. 

From vanity turn off mine eyes; 

Let no corrupt design. 

Nor covetous desires, arise 
Within this soul of mine. 

Ver. 133. 

Order my footsteps by thy word. 

And make my heart sincere ; 

Let sin have no dominion, Lord, 

But keep my conscience clear. 




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Psalm 119 


Ver. 176. 

5 My soul hath gone too far astray; 

My' feet too often slip ; 

Yet since I’ve not forgot thy way, 
Restore thy wandering sheep. 

Ver. 35. 

6 Make me to walk in thy commands; 

’Tis a delightful road ; 

Nor let my head, or heart, or hands. 
Offend against my God. 


Psalm 119. 12 th Part. Common Metre. [t>] 

Breathing after comfort and deliverance . 
Ver! 153. 


1 A/fY God, consider my distress, 

1VA Let mercy plend my cause; 
Though I have sinn’d against thy grace, 

I can’t forget thy laws. 

Ver. 39, 116. 

2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach 

Which 1 so justly fear; 

Uphold*my life, uphold my hopes. 

Nor let my shame appear. 

Ver. 122, 13J. 

3 Be thou a surety. Lord, for me; 

Nor let the proud oppress; 

But make thy waiting servant see 
The shillings of thy face. 

Ver. 82. 

4 Mine eyes with expectation fail; 

My heart within me cries, 

“ When will the Lord his truth fulfil. 
And make my comforts rise ?’* 

Ver. 132. 

5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord, 

And shew thy grace die same. 

As thou art ever wont t’ afford 
To those that love thy name. 


Psalm 119. 1 3th Part . Common Metre. [t>] 

Holy fear , and tenderness of conscience. 

Ver. 10. 

1 \JIT ITH my whole heart I’ve sought thy face, 
VV O let me never stray 
From thy commands, O God of grace, 

Nor tread the sinner’s way ! 





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Ver. 11. 

2 Thv word I’ve hid within my heart, 

To keep my conscience clean. 

And be an everlasting guard 
From every rising sin. 

Ver. 63, 53, 158. 

3 I’m a companion of the saints, 

Who fear and love the Lord ! 

My sorrows rise, my nature faints, 

When men transgress thy word. 

Ver. 161, .163. 

4 While sinners do thy gospeL wrong, 

My spirit stands in awe; 

My soul abhors a lying tongue, 

But loves thy righteous law. 

Ver. 161, 120. 

5 My heart with sacred reverence hears 

The threatenings of thy word; 

My flesh with holy trembling fears 
The judgments of the Lord. 

Ver. 166, 174. 

6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait 

For thy salvation still; 

While thy whole law is my delight, 

And I obey thy will. 

Psalm 119. 1 Mh Part, Common Metre, [b] 

Benefit of afjliciionsy and sufifiort under them. 
Ver. 153, 81, 82. 

1 /CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, 

And thy deliverance send; 

My soul for thy salvation faints; 

When will my troubles end? 

Ver. 71. 

2 Yet I have found ’tis good for me 

To bear my Father’s rod; 

Afflictions make me learn thy law, 

And live upon my God. 

Ver. 50. 

3 This is the comfort I enjoy 

When new distress begins, 

I read thy word, I run thy way, 

And hate my former sins. 

Ver. 92. 

4 Had not thy word been my delight, 

When earthly joys were fled. 




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Psalm 119 


My sou!, opprest with sorrow’s weight, 

Had sunk among the dead. 

Ver. 75. 

5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, 

Though they may seem severe: 

The sharpest sufferings I endure 
Flow from thy faithful care. 

Ver. 67. 

6 Before I knew thy chastening rod, 

My feet were apt to stray ; 

But now I learn to keep thy word, 

Nor wander from thy way. 

Psalm 119. 1 5 th Part. Com. Metre. [&} 

Holy resolutions . 

Ver. 93. 

1 TV THAT thy statutes, every hour, 
v/ Might dwell upon my mind ! 

Thence I derive a quickening power. 

And daily peace I find. 

Ver. 15, 16. 

2 To meditate thy precepts. Lord, 

Shall be my sweet employ; 

My soul shall ne’er forget thy word, 

Thy word is all my joy. 

Ver. 32. 

3 How would I run in thy commands. 

If thou my heart discharge 
From sin and Satan’s hateful chains, 

And set my feet at large! 

Ver. 13, 46. 

4 My lips with courage shall declare 

Thy statutes and thy name ; 

I’ll speak thy word, though kings should hear, 
Nor yield to sinful shame. 

Ver. 61, 69, 70. 

5 Let bands of persecutors rise 

To rob me of my right; 

Let pride and malice forge their lies, 

Thy law is mv delight 
'Ver. 115. 

6 Depart from me, ye wicked race, 

Whose h;mds and hearts are ill; 

I love my God, I love his ways, 

And must obey his will. 




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Psalm 119. 16^ Part . Common Metre. [t>] 

Prayer for quickening grace. 

Ver. 25, 37. 

1 A/TY soul lies cleaving to the dust ; 

1VL Lord, give me life divine! 

From vain oesires, and eveiy lust, 

Turn off these eyes of mine. 

2 I need the influence of thy grace 

To speed me in thy way. 

Lest I should loiter in my race. 

Or turn my feet astray. 

Ver. 107. 

3 When sore afflictions press me down, 

I need thy quickening powers j 
Thy word, that I have rested on, 

Shall help my heaviest hours. 

Ver. 156, 40. 

4 Are not thy mercies sovereign still. 

And thou a faithful God? 

Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal 
To run the heavenly road ? 

Ver. 159, 40. 

5 Does not my heart thy precepts love, 

And long to see thy face ? 

And yet how slow my spirits move. 

Without enlivening grace ! 

Ver. 93. 

6 Then shall I love thy gospel more, 

And ne’er forget thy word, 

When I have felt its quickening power. 

To draw me near the Lord. 

Psalm 119. 17 th Part. Long Metre, [b] 

Courage and perseverance under persecution ; or , 
grace shining in difficulties and trials. 

Ver. 143, 28. 

1 T X 7HEN pain and anguish seize me. Lord, 

V V All my support is from thy word: 

My soul dissolves for heaviness. 

Uphold me with thy strenthening grace. 

Ver. 51,69,110. 

2 The proud have fram’d their scoffs and lies, 
Tl>ey watch my feet with envious eyes, 

And tempt my soul to snares and sin ‘ 

Yet thy commands I ne’er decline. 





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Psalm 119, 120. 


Ver. 161, 79. 

3 They hate me, Lord, without a cause, 

They hate to see me love thy laws ; 

But I will trust and fear thy name. 

Till pride and malice die with shame. 

Psalm 119. Last Part, Long Metre. [^J 

Sanctified afflictions ; or, delight in the word of God. 
Ver. 67,59. 

1 T'ATHER, I bless thy gentle hand; 
a How kind was thy chastising rod, 

That forc’d my conscience to a stand, 

And brought my wandering soul to God! 

2 Foolish and vain, I went astray, 

Ere I had felt thy scourges. Lord; 

I left my guide, and lost my way, 

But now I love and keep thy word. 

Ver. 71. 

3 ’Tis good for me to wear the yoke. 

For pride is apt to rise and swell ; 

’Tis good to bear my Father’s stroke. 

That I might learn his statutes well. 

Ver. 72. 

4 The law that issues from thy moutli 
Shall raise my cheerful passions more 
Than all the treasures of the South, 

Or Western hills of golden ore. 

Ver. 73. 

5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, 

Thy Spirit form’d my soul within ; 

Teach me to know thy wondrous name. 

And guard me safe from death and sin. 

Ver. 74. 

6 Then all that love and fear the Lord, 

At my salvation shall rejoice; 

For I have hoped in thy word. 

And made thy grace my only choice. 

Psalm 120. Common Metre, [b] 

Complaint of quarrelsome neighbours ; or , a devout 
wish for peace. 



When wilt thou set my soul at rest 
From lips that love deceit ? 






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3 


4 


5 


6 


Hard lot of mine! my days are cast 
Among the sons of strife, 

Whose never ceasing brawlings waste 
My golden hours of life. 

O might I fly to change my place. 
How would I choose to dwell 
In some wide lonesome wilderness, 
And leave these gates of hell! 

Peace is the blessing that I seek ; 

How lovely aye its charms! 

I am for peace; but when I speak. 
They all declare for arms. 

New passions still their souls engage. 
And keep their malice strong ; 
What shall be done to curb thy rage, 
O thou devouring tongue! 





Should burning arrows smite thee through, 
Strict justice would approve ; 

But I had rather spare my foe, 

And melt his heart with love. 


Psalm 121. Long Metre. 

Divine protection. 

1 T T P to the hills I lift mine eyes, 

L Th* eternal hills beyond the skies ; 
Thence all her help my soul derives; 

There my Almighty Refuge lives. 

2 He lives ; the everlasting God, 

That built the world, that spread the flood ; 
The heavens with all their hosts he made, 
And the dark regions of the dead. 

3 He guides our feet, he guards our way ; 

His morning smiles bless all the day ; 

He spreads the evening vale, and keeps 
The silent hours while Israel sleeps, 

4 Israel, a name divinely blest. 

May rise secure, securely rest; 

Thy holy guardian’s wakeful eyes 
Admit no slumber nor surprise. 

5 No sun shall smite thy head by day, 

Nor the pale moon with sickly ray 
Shall blast thy couch; no baleful star 
Hart his malignant fire so far, 

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Psalm 121 


6 Should earth and hell with malice bum, 
Still thou shalt go, and still return 
Safe in the Lord! his heavenly care 
Defends thy life from, every snare. 

7 On thee foul spirits have no power; 

And in thy last departing hour, 

Angels, that trace the airy road, 

Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. 

Psalm 121. Common Metre. [*] 

Preservation by day and night. 

1 r I y O heaven I lift my waiting eyas, 

There all my hopes are laid ; 

The Lord that built the earth and skies 
Is my perpetual aid. 

2 Their feet shall never slide to fall, 

Whom he designs to keep : 

His ear attends the softest call; 

His eyes can never sleep. 

3 He will sustain our weakest powers 

With his almighty arm, 

And watch our most unguarded hours 
Against surprising harm. 

4 Israel, rejoice, and rest secure, 

Thy keeper is the Lord; 

His wakeful eyes employ his power 
For thine eternal guard. 

5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon 

Shall have his leave to smite ; 

He shields thy head from burning noon. 
From blasting damps at night. 

6 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, 

Where thickest dangers come; 

Go and return, secure from death, 

Till God commands thee home. 


Psalm 121. Hallelujah Metre. 

God our preserve r. 

1 T TP WARD I lift mine eyes, 
vJ From God is all my aid; 

The God that built the skies. 

And earth and nature made : 





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Psalm 3 22. 


God is the tower 
To which I fly ; 

His grace is nigh 
In every hour. 

2 My feet shall never slide, 

And fall in fatal snares. 

Since God, my guard and guide, 
Defends me from my fears. 
Those wakeful eyes, 

Which never sleep, 

Shall Israel keep. 

When dangers rise. 

3 No burning heats by day. 

Nor blasts of evening air, 

Shall take my liealth away. 

If God be with me there: 

Thou art my sun, 

And thou my shade. 

To guard my head 
By night or noon. 

4 Hast thou not given thy word. 
To save my soul from death '? 
And I can trust my Lord 
To keep my mortal breath : 

I’ll go and come. 

Nor fear to die, 

Till from on high 
Thou call me home. 


Psalm 122. Common Metre. [$] 

Going to church. 


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OW did my heart rejoice to hear 
My friends devoutly say, 

“In Zion let us all appear, 

“And keep the solemn day !” 

I love her gates, I love the road; 

The church, adorn’d with grace, 
Stands like a palace, built for God, 
To show his milder face. 


3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown. 
The holy tribes repair; 

The Scoi of David holds his throne. 

And sits in judgment there. 




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4 He hears our praises and complaints; 

And while his awful voice 
Divides the sinners from the saints. 

We tremble and rejoice. 

5 Peace be within this sacred place. 

And joy a constant guest: 

With holy gifts, and heavenly grace. 

Be her attendants blest. 

6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 

While life or breath remains ; 

There my best friends, my kindred dwell. 
There God my Saviour reigns. 

Psalm 122. Short Particular Metre. 

Going to church. 

1 TTOW pleas’d and blest was I, 

TjL To hear the people erv, 

“ Come, let us seek our God to-day 
Yes, with a cheerful zeal, 

We haste to Zion’s hill, 

And there our vows and honours pay. 

2 Zion, thrice happy place, 

Adorn’d with wondrous grace, 

And walls of strength embrace tliee round; 
In thee our tribes appear. 

To pray, and praise, and hear 
The sacred gospel’s joyful sound. 

3 There David’s greater Son 
Has fix’d his royal throne ; 

He sits for grace and judgment there ; 

He bids the saint be glad, 

He makes the sinner sad, 

And humble souls rejoice with fear. 

4 May peace attend thy gate, 

And joy within thee wait, 

To bless the soul of every guest; 

The man that seeks thy peace. 

And wishes thine increase, 

A thousand blessings on him rest ! 

5 My tongue repeats her vows, 

“ Peace" to this sacred house !” 

For here my frjends and kindred dwell; 




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Psalm 123, 124. 


And since my glorious God 
Makes thee his blest abode, 

My soul shall ever love thee well. 

Repeat the 4 th stanza, if necessary. 

Psalm 123. Common Metre. [&] 

Pleading with submission. 

1 THOU, whose grace and justice reign 
V-/ Enthron’d above the skies. 

To thee our hearts would tell their pain. 

To thee we lift our eyes. 

2 As servants watch their master’s hand, 

And fear the angry stroke ; 

Or maids before their mistress stand, 

And wait a peaceful lock: 

3 So for our sins we justly feel 

Thy discipline, O God; 

Yet wait the gracious moment still, 

Till thou remove thy rod. 

4 Those who in wealth and pleasure live, 

Our daily groans deride. 

And thy delays of mercy give 
Fresh courage to their pride. 

5 Our foes insult us, but our hope 

In thy compassion lies; 

This thought shall bear our spirits up, 

That God will not despise. 

Psalm 124. Long Metre. OJ 

A song for public deliverance. 

1 T T AD not the Lord, may Israel say, 

11 Had not the Lord maintain’d our side. 
When men, to make our lives a prey, 

Rose like the swelling of the tide ; 

2 The swelling tide had stopt our breath. 

So fiercely aid the waters roll, 

We had been swallow’d deep in death; 
Proud waters had o’erwhelm’d our souL 

3 We leap for joy, we shout and sing, 

Wlio just escap’d the fatal stroke ; 

So flies the bird with cheerful wing, 

When once tlie fowler’s snare is broke. 






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Psalm 125, 


4 Forever blessed be the Lord, 

Who broke the fowler’s cursed snare, 
Who sav’d us from the murdering sword, 
And made our lives and souls his care. 


5 Our help is in Jehovah’s nam?, 

Who form’d the earth and built the skies ; 
He, that upholds that wondrous frame, 
Guards his own church with watchful eyes. 


Psalm 125. Common Metre. [&] 

The ft (tint’s trial and safety. 


1 T TNSHAKEN as the sacred hill, 
vJ And firm as mountains be. 

Firm as a reck the soul shall rest. 

That leans, O Lord, on thee. 

2 Not walis, nor hills, could guard so well 

Old Salem’s happy ground. 

As those eternal arms of love 

That every saint surround. 

3 While tyrants are a smarting scourge, 

To drive them near to God, 

Divine compassion does allay 

The f ur y of the rod. 

4 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere. 

And lead them safely on 
To the bright gates or paradise. 

Where Christ their Lord is gone. 

5 But if we trace those crooked ways 

That the old serpent drew, 

The wrath that drove him first to hell 

Shall smite his followers too. 


Psalm 125 . Short Metre. [&] 

The saint’s trial and safety ; or, moderated afflictions . 
1 TpiRM and unmov’d are they 
x That rest their souls on God ; 

Firm as the rnnunt where David dwelt. 

Or where the ark abode. 


2 As mountains stood to guard 
The city’s sacred ground. 

So God, and his almighty love, 
Embrace his saints around. 


3 What though the Father’s rod 
Drop a chastising stroke. 






Psalm 126. 


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Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep, 

Its fury shall be broke. 

4 Deal gently, Lord, with those 
Whose taith and pious fear, 

Whose hope and love, and every grace 
Proclaim their hearts sincere. 

5 Nor shall the tyrant’s ra-ge 
Too long oppress the saint ; 

The God of Israel will support 
His children, iest they faint. 

6 But if our slavish feai* 

Will choose the read to hell. 

We must expect oilr portion there, 

Where bolder sinners dwell. 

Psalm 126. Long Metre, [*$] 

Surprising deliverance. 

1 TXTHEN God restor’d our Captive state, 

VV Joy was our song, and grace our theme; 
The grace, beyond our hopes so great, 

That joy appear’d a painted dream. 

2 The scoffer owns thy liand, and pays 
Unwilling honours to thy name *, 

While we with pleasure shout thy praise* 

With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 

3 When we review’d our dismal fears, 

’Twas hard to think they’d^vanish so; 

Witfh God we left our flowing tears, 

He makes our joys like rivers flow. 

4 The man that in his furrow’d field 
His scatter’d seed with sadness leaves, 

Will shout to see the harvest yield 

A welcome load of joyful sheaves. 

Psalm 126* Common Metre. 


The joy of a remarkable conversion j or , melan* 
choly removed. 



My rapture seem’d a pleasing dream, 
The grace appear’d so great. 

2 The world beheld the glorious change, 
And did thy hand confess; 

My tongue broke out in unknown strains, 
And sung surprising grace. 





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Psalm 127* 

3 “Great is the work/’ my neighbours cry’d. 

And own’d thy power divine; 

“ Great is the work,” my heart reply 5 d, 

“ And be the glory thine.” 

4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, 

Can give us day for night; 

Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 
To rivers of delight. 

5 Let those that sow in sadness wait 

Till the fair harvest come. 

They shall confess their sheaves are great, 
And shout the blessings home. 

6 Though seed lie bury’d long in dust. 

It sha’nt deceive their hope ! 

The precious grain can ne’er be lost. 

For grace insures the crop. 

Psalm 127. Long Metre. [fc>] 

The blessing cf God on the business and comforts of life . 

1 TF God succeed not, all the cost 

I And pains to build the house are lost; 

If God the city will not keep. 

The watchful guards as well may sleep. 

2 What if you rise before the sun, 

And work and toil when day is done, 

Careful and sparing eat your bread. 

To shufY that poverty you dread; 

3 ’Tis all in vain, till God hath blest; 

He can make rich, yet give us rest; 

Children and friends are blessings too. 

If God dur sovereign make them so. 

4 Happy the man to whom he sends 
Obedient children, faithful friends! 

How sweet our daily comforts prove, 

When they are season’d with nis love ! 

Psalm 127. Common Metre. [t>] 

God all in all . 

1 TF God to build the house deny, 

JL The builders work in vain; 

And towns, without his wakeful eye. 

An useless watch maintain. 

% Before the morning beams arise, 

Your painful work renew, 






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Psalm 123 , 129 . 


And, till the stars ascend the skies, 

Your tiresome toil pursue. 

3 Short be vour sleep, and coarse your fare. 

In vain,’ t?il God lias blest; 

But if his smiles attend your care. 

You shall have food and rest. 

4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends, 

Shall real blessings prove. 

Nor all the earthly joys he sends, 

If sent without his love. 


Psalm 128. Common Metre. [>&] 


Family blessings. 

O HAPPY man, whose soul is fill'd 
With zeal and reverend awe! 
His lips to God their honours yield. 
His life adorns the law. 

3 A careful Providence shall stand. 

And ever guard thy head. 

Shall on the labours of thy hand 
Its kindly blessings shed. 

3 Thv wife shall be a fruitful vine; 
Thy children round thy board. 
Each like a plant of honour shine. 
And learn to fear the Lord. 

4 The .Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil 
For months and years tb came; 
The Lord who dwells on Zion’s hill 
Shall send thee blessings home. 

5 This is the man whose happy eyes 
Shall see his house increase. 

Shall see the sinking church arise, 
Then leave the world in peace. 


Psalm 129. Common Metre. 

Persecutors punished. 

1 T TP fr° m ra y youth, may Israel say, 

CJ Have I been nurs’d in tears; 

My griefs were constant as the day, 

’And tedious as the years. 

2 Up from my youth I bore the rage 

Of all the sons of strife; 

Oft they assail’d my riper age, 

But net destroy’d my Hkn 

T • % 





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3 Their cruel plough had torn my flesh, 

With furrows long and deep; 

Hourly they vex'd my wounds afresh. 

Nor let my sorrows sleep. 

4 The Lord grew angry on his throne. 

And, with impartial eye, 

Measur’d the mischiefs they had done. 
Then let his arrows fly. 

5 How was their insolence surpris’d 

To hear his thunders roll! 

And all the foes of Zion seiz’d 
With horror to the soul I 

6 Thus shall the men that hate the saints 

Be blasted from the sky; 

Their glory fades, their courage taints. 
And all their projects die. 

7 [What though they flourish tall and fair. 

They have no root beneath ; 

Their growth shall perish in despair, 

And lie despis’d in death.} 

8 [So corn, that on the house-top stands. 

No hope of harvest gives ; 

The reaper ne’er shall fill his hands. 

Nor binder fold the sheaves. 

9 It springs and withers on the place: 

No traveller bestows 
A word of blessing on the grass. 

Nor minds it as he goes.] 

Psalm 130. Common Metre. [ 5 ] 


Pardoning grace. 



I sent my cries to seek thy grace. 
My groans to move thine ear. 


2 Great God! should thy severer eye 

And thine impartial hand 
Mark and revenge iniquity. 

No mortal flesh could stand. 

3 But there are pardons with m.y God 

For crimes of high degree ; 

Thv Son hath bought them with his blood. 
To draw us near to thee. 




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219 


4 [I wait for thy salvation, Lord, 

With strong desires I wait; 

My soul, invited by thy word, 

Stands watching at thy gate.] 

5 [Just as the guards that keep the night 

Long for the morning skies, 

Watch the first beams of breaking light. 
And meet them with their eyes: 

G So waits my soul to see thy grace, 

And, more intent than they. 

Meets the first openings of thy face, 

And finds a brighter day.] 

7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust. 

Let Israel seek his face; 

The Lord is good as well as just, 

And plenteous is his grace. 

# There’s full redemption at his throne 
For sinners long enslav’d; 

The great Redeemer is his Son, 

And Israel shall be sav’d. 

Psalm 130. Long Metre. [*] 

Pardoning grace. 

1 Tj'ROM deep distress.and troubled thought*, 
-L To thee, my God, I rais’d my cries ! 

If thou severely mark our faults. 

No flesh could stand before thine eyes. 

2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace, 

Free jto dispense thy pardons there. 

That sinners may approach thy face, 

And hope and love as well as fear. 

3 As the benighted pilgrims wait. 

And long and wish for breaking day, 

So waits my soul before thy gate ; 

When will my God his face display ? 

4 My trust is fix’d upon thy word ; 

Nor shall I trust thy word in vain : 

Let mourning souls "address the Lord, 

And find relief from all their pain. 

5 Great is his love, and large his grace, 
Through the redemption of his Son : 

He turns our feet from sinful ways, 

And pardons what our hands have don®, 






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Psalm 131,132, 


Psalm 131. Common Metre, [b] 

Humility and submission. 

1 TS there ambition in my heart? 

X Search, gracious God, and see; 

Or do I act a haughty part? 

Lord, I appeal to thee. 

2 I charge my thoughts, he humble sti^ 

And all rny carriage mild, 

Content, my Father, with thy will. 

And quiet as a child. 

3 The patient soul, the lowly mind 

Shall have a large reward : 

Let saints in sorrow lie resign’d, 

And trust a faithful Lord. 


Psalm 132. Long Metre. 


Ver. 5, 13—18. At the settlement of a church 
or , the ordination of a minister . 



A dwelling tor th’ Eternal Mind, 
Amongst the sons of flesh and blood ? 
2 The God of Jacob chose the hill 


Of Zion, for his ancient rest; 

And Zion is his dwelling still, 

His church is with his presence blest. 

3 “ Here will I fix my gracious throne, 

“ And reign forever,” saith the Lord ; 

“ Here shall my power and love be known. 
“ And blessings shall attend my word. 

4 “ Here will I meet the hungry poor, 

“ And fill their souls with living bread : 

“ Sinners, that wait before my door, 

“ With sweet provision shall be fed. 

5 “ Girded with truth, and clotli’d with grace 
“ My priests, my ministers shall shine ; 
“Not Aaron, in his costly dress, 

“ Made an appearance so divine. 

6 “ The saints, unable to contain 

“ Their inward joys, shall shout and sing; 

“ The Sosi of David here shall reign, 

“ And Zion triumph in her King. 




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7 [“ Jesus shall see a numerous seed 

“ Bom here, t’ uphold his glorious name; 

“ His crown shall flourish on his head, 

“ While all his foes are cloth’d with shame.”] 

Psalm 132. Common Metre. [&] 

Ver. 4, 5, 7, 8, 15—-17. A church established . 

1 [XTO sleep nor slumber to his eyes 

iN Good David would afford. 

Till he had found below the skies 
A dwelling for the Lord. 

2 The Lord in Zion plac’d his name, 

His ark was settled there: 

To Zion the whole nation came 
To worship thrice a year. 

3 But we have no such lengths to go, 

Nor wander far abroad ; 

Where’er thy saints assemble now. 

There is a house for God.] 

Pause. 

4 Arise, O King of grace, arise. 

And enter to thy rest! 

Lo! thy church waits with longing eyes, 
Thus to be own’d and blest. 

5 Enter, with all thy glorious train, 

Thy Spirit and thy word ; 

All that tlie ark did once contain 
Could no such grace afford. 

6 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows. 

Here let thy praise be spread ; 

Bless the provisions of thy house, 

And fill thy poor with bread. 

7 Here let the Son of David reign; 

Let God’s Anointed shine ; 

Justice and truth his court maintain, 

With love and power divine. 

8 Here let him hold a lasting throne, 

And, as his kingdom grows. 

Fresh honours shall adorn his crown, 

And shame confound his foes. 

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Psalm 133. 

Psalm 133. Common Metre. [$fc] 

Brotherly love. 

1 T O, what an entertaining sight 
X-j Are brethren that agree ! 

Brethren, whose cheerful hearts unite 

In bands of piety ! 

2 When streams of love, from Christ the spring. 

Descend to eveiy soul. 

And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, 

Shades and bedews the whole : 

3 'Tis like the oil, divinely sweet, 

On Aaron’s reverend head, 

The trickling drops perfum’d his feet. 

And o’er liis garments spread. 

4 ’Tis pleasant as the morning dews 

That fall on Zion’s hill. 

Where God his mildest glory shews. 

Anil makes his grace distil 


Psalm 133. Short Metre. 

Communion of saints; or, love and xvorship in a family. 

1 13 LEST are the sons cf peace, 

•D Whose hearts and hopes are one. 
Whose kind designs to serve and please. 
Through all their .actions run. 

2 Blest is the pious house, 

Where zeal and friendship meet; 

Their songs cf praise, their mingled vow.?. 
Make their communion sweet 

3 Thus, when on Aaron’s head 
They pour’d the rich perfume, 

The oil through all his raiment spread. 

And pleasure fill’d the room. 
p Thus on the heavenly hills 
The saints are blest above. 

Where joy, like morning dew, distils, 

And all the air is love. 


Psalm 133. Short Particular Metre. [*] 

The blessings of friendship 
^ T TOW pleasant ’tis'to see 

fl Kindred and friends agree ; 

Each in their proper station move, 

J And each fulfil their part. 






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Psalm 134, 135. 

With sympathising heart, 

In all the cares of life and love ! 

2 Tis like the oinlment shed 
On Aaron’s sacred head, 

Divinely rich, divinely sweet: 

The oil through all the roorq 
Diffus’d a choice perfume, 

Ran through his robes, and blest his feet 

3 Like fruitful showers of ra,in, 

That water all the plain. 

Descending from the neighbouring hills; 

Such streams of pleasure roll 
Through every friendly soul, 

Where love like heavenly dew distils. 

\Refieat the first stanza, if necessary.'] 

Psalm 134?. Common Metre. [$] 

Daily and nightly devotion. 

1 VTE that obey th’ immortal King, 

Jl Attend his holy place; 

Bow to the glories "of his power, 

And bless his wondrous grace. 

2 Lift up your hands by morning light, 

. And send your souls on high : 

Raise your admiring thoughts by night 
Above the starry sky. 

£ The God of Zion' cheers our hearts 
With rays of quickening grace ; 

The Gcd that spreads the heavens abroad. 
And rules the swelling seas. 

Psalm 13.3. 1st Part. Long Metre. X%'\ 
Ver. 1—4, 14, 19—21. 

The church is God’s house and care. 

1 TJRAISE ye the Lord ; exalt his name, 

I While m his holy courts ye wait, 

Yc saints, that to his house belong. 

Or stand attending at his gate. 

2 Praise ye the Lord ; the Lord is good : 

To praise his name is sweet employ ! 

Israel lie chose of old, and still 

His church is his peculiar joy. 

3 Tlie 1.3rd himself will judge his saints' 

He treats his servants as his friends: 





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Psalm 135, 


And when he hears their sore complaints, 
Repents the sorrows that he sends. 

4 Through every age the Lord declares 

His name, and breaks th’ oppressor’s rod ; 
He gives his suffering servants rest, 

And will be known Th’ Almighty God. 

5 Bless ye the Lord, who taste his love. 
People and priests, exalt his name : 
Amongst his saints he ever dwells: 

His church is his Jerusalem. 


Psalm 135. 2 d Part , Long Metre. 

Yer. 5—12. The works of creation , fn'ovidence , 
redemption of Israel , and destruction of enemies. 

1 REAT is the Lord, exalted high 
Vj Above all powers, and every throne : 
Whate’er he please, in earth or sea. 

Or heaven or hell, his hand hath done. 

2 At his command the vapours rise, 

The lightnings flash, the thunders roar; 

He pours the rain, he brings the wind 
And tempest from his airy store. 

3 ’Twas he those dreadful tokens sent, 

O Egypt, through thy stubborn land ; 

When all thy first-born, beasts and men. 

Fell dead by his avenging hand. 

4 What mighty nations, mighty kings. 

He slew, and their whole country gave 
To Israel, whom his hand redeem’d, 

No more to be proud Pharaoh’s slave ! 

5 His power the same, the same his grace. 
That saves us from the hosts of hell; 

And heaven he gives us to possess, 

Whence those apostate angels fell. 

Psalm 135. Common Metre. 

Praise due to God , not to idols. „ 

1 AW AKE, ye saints, to praise your King, 

Your sweetest passions raise, 

Your pious pleasure, while you sing. 
Increasing with the praise. 

2 Great is the Lord; and works unknown 

Are his divine employ; 






PSAJLM 136 


22.5 


But still his saints are near his throne, 

His treasure and his .joy, 

3 Heaven, earth and sea confess his hand ; 

He bids the vapours rise : 

Lightning and storm, at his command, 

Sweep through the sounding skies, 

4 All power, that gods or kings have claim’d. 

Xs found with him alone ; 

But heathen gods should ne’er be nam'd, 
Where our^ Jehovah’s known. 

5 Which of the stocks or stones they trust 

Can give them showers of rain: 

In vain they worship glittering dust, ’ 

And pi-ay to gold in vain. * 

6 [Their gods have tongues that cannot talk, 

Such as their makers gave : 

Their feet were ne’er design’d to wall?. 

Nor hands have power to save. 

7 Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf, 

Nor hear when mortals pray : 

Mortals that wait for their relief, 

Are blind and deaf as they.] 

.% Ye saints, adore the living God, 

Serve him with faith and fear; 

He makes the churches his abode, 

And claims your honours there. 

Psalm 136. Common Metre. [#] 

GocTs wonders of creation , providence , redtmfr 
tion of Israel, and salvation of his people. 

1 IV E thanks to Gcd, the sovereign Lord, 
VT His mercies still endure ; 

And be the ICing of kings ador’d. 

His truth is ever sure. 

2 What wopders hath his wisdom done; 

How mighty is liis hand! 

Heaven, earth and sea he fram’d alone : 

How wide is his command ! 

3 The sun supplies the day with light: 

How bright his counsels shine! 

The moon and stars adorn the night * 

His works are ail divine. 





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Psalm 136. 

4 [He struck the sons of Egypt dead; 

How dreadful is his rod ! 

And thence with joy his people led ; 

How gracious is our God » 

5 He cleft the swelling sea in two; 

His arm is great in might; 

And gave the tribes a passage through; 

His power and grace unite. 

6 But Pharaoh’s army there he drown’d ; 

How glorious are his ways ! 

And brought his saints through desert ground; 
Eternal be his praise. 

7 Great«monarchs fell beneath his hand ; 

Victorious is his sword ; 

While Israel took the promis’d land; 

And faithful is his word.] 

S He saw the nations dead in sin ; 

He felt his pity move; 

How sad the state the world was in ; 

How boundless was his love! 

9 He sent to save us from our wo; 

His goodness never fails ; 

From death, and hell, and every foe; 

And still his grace prevails. 

10 Give thanks to God, the heavenly King; 

His mercies still endure; 

Let the whole earth his praises sing; 

His truth is ever sure. 

Psalm 136. Particular Metre. [**] 

1 IVE thanks to God most high, 
vJ The universal Lord ; 

The sovereign King of kings ; 

And be his grace ador’d. 

His power and grace 
Are still the same; 

And let his name 
Have endless praise. 

2 How mighty is his hand ! 

What wonders hath he done! 

He form’d the earth and seas, 

And spread the heavens alone. 

Thy mercy. Lord, 

Shall still endure; 





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And ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

3 His wisdom fram’d the sun. 

To crown the day with light; 
The moon and twinkling stars, 
To cheer the darksome night. 

His power and grace 
Are still the same; 

And let his name 
Have endless praise. 

4 [He smote the first-born sons, 
The flower of Egypt, dead: 
And thence his chosen tribes 
With joy and glory led. 

Thy mercy, Lord, 

Shall still endure ; 

And ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

5 His power and lifted rod 
Cleft the Red Sea in two, 

And for his -people made 

A wondrous passage through. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; 

And let his name 
Have endless praise. 

6 But cruel Pharaoh there 
With all his host he drown’d; 
And brought his Israel safe 
Through a long desert ground. 

Thy mercy. Lord, 

Shall still endure; 

And ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

Pause. 

7 The kings of Canaan fell 
Beneath liis dreadful hand ; 
While his own servants took 
Possession of their land. 

His power and grace 
Are still the same; 

And let his name 
Have endless praise.} 



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Psalm 136. 


8 He saw the nations lie 
All perishing in sin, 

And pity’d the sad state 
The ruin’d world was in. 

Thy mercy, Lord, 

Shall still endure; 

And ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

9 He sent his only Son 
To save us from our wo. 

From Satan, sin, and death, 

And every hurtful foe. 

His power and grace 
Are still the same; 

And let his name 
Have endless praise. 

10 Give thanks aloud to God, 

To God the heavenly King; 

And let the spacious earth 
His works and glories sing. 

Thv mercy. Lord, 

Shall still endure ; 

And ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

Psalm 136. Abridged, Long Metre. [*»] 

1 f ^ 1VE to our God immortal praise ! 
vJ Mercy and truth are all his ways; 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 

Repeat his mercies in your song. 

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, 
l*he King of kings with glory crown; 

His mercies ever shall endure. 

When lords and kings are known no more* 

3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, 

And fix’d the starry lights on high: 

Wonders of grace to God belong. 

Repeat liis mercies in your song. 

4 He fills the sun with morning light. 

He bids the moon direct the night: 

His mercies ever shall endure, 

When suns and moons shall shine no more* 

5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh’s hand, 

And brought them to the promis’d Fand: 




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Psalm 138. 

-- 

Wonders of grace to God belong, 

Repeat his mercies in your song. 

6 He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, 

And felt his pity work within: 

His mercies ever shall endure. 

When death and sin shall reign no more. 

7 He sent his Son with power to save 
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave; 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 

Repeat his mercies in your song. 

8 Through tills vain world he guides our feet, 
And leads us to his heavenly seat; 

His mercies ever shall endure. 

When this vain world shall be no more. 

Psalm 158. Long Metre. [«] 

Restoring and preserving grace. 

1 [X X 7TTH all my powers of heart and tongue* 

VV l’U praise my Maker in my song : 
Angels shall hear the notes I raise. 

Approve the song, and join the praise. 

2 Angels," that make thy church their care. 

Shall witness my devotion there. 

While holy zeal directs my eyes 
To thy fair temple in the skies.] 

3 I’ll sing thy truth and mercy. Lord; 

I’ll sing the wonders of thy word ; 

Not all thy works and names below. 

So much thy power and glory show. 

4 To God I cry’d when troubles rose , 

He heard me, and subdu’d my foes; 

He did my rising fears control, 

And strength diffus’d through all my soul. 

5 The God of heaven maintains his* state, 
Frowns on the proud, and scorns the great ; 
But from his throne descends to see 

The sons of humble poverty. 

S Amidst a thousand snares I stand. 

Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; 

Thy words my fainting soul revive, 

And keep my dying faith alive. 

7 Grace will complete what grace begins, 

To save from sorrows or from sins; 






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Psalm 139. 


The work that wisdom undertakes, 
Eternal mercy ne’er forsakes. 


Psalm 139. \st Part. Long Metre, [b] 

The all-seeing God. 

1 T ORD, thou hast search’d and seen roe through; 

Thine eye commands with piercing view 
My rising and my resting hours, 

My heart and flesh, with all their powers, 

2 My thoughts, before they are my own, 

Are to my God distinctly known; 

He knows the words I mean to speak. 

Ere from my opening lips they break. 

3 Within thy circling power I stand ; 

On every side I find thy hand: 

Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, 

I am surrounded still with God. 

4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great ! 

What large extent! what lofty height! 

My soul, with all the powers I boast, 

Is in the boundless prospect lost. 

5 “ O may these thoughts possess my breast, 

“ Where’er I rove, where’er I rest; 

“ Nor let my weaker passions dare 
“ Consent to sin, for God is there.” 

Pause I. 

6 Could I so false, so faithless prove, 

To quit thy service and thy love, 

Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun. 

Or from thy dreadful glory run t 

7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 

’Tis there thou dw r ell’st enthron’d in light; 

Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, 

And Satan groans beneath his chains. 

3 If, mounted on a morning ray, 

I fly beyond the western sea, 

Thy swifter hand would first arrive, 

And there arrest thy fugitive. 

9 Or should I try to shun thy sight. 

Beneath the spreading veil of night. 

One glance of thine, one piercing rav, 

Would kindle 'darkness into day.' 




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10 “ O may these thoughts possess my breast, 

“ Where’er I rove, . lere’er I rest; 

“ Nor let my weaker passions dare 
“ Consent to sin, for God is there.” 

Pause IT. 

11 The veil of night is no disguise. 

No screen from thy all-searching eyes: 

Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon 
Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 

12 Midnight and noon in this agree, 

Great God, they’re both alike to thee; 

Not death can hide what God will spy. 

And hell lies naked to his eye. 

13 “ O may these thoughts ]>ossess my breast, 

“ Where’er I rove, where’er I rest; 

“ Nor let my weaker passions dare 
“Consent to sin, for God is there.” 

Psalm 139. 2d Part . Long Metre, [b] 

The wonderful formation of man. 

1 J’T'WAS from thy hand, my God, I came, 

JL A work of such a curious frame; 

In me thy fearful wonders shine, 

And each proclaims thy skill divine. 

2 Thine eyes did all my limbs survey. 

Which yet in dark confusion lay; 

Thou saw’st the daily growth they took, 
Form’d by the model of thy book. 

3 By thee my growing parts were nam’d. 

And what thy sovereign counsels fram’d, 

(The breathing lungs, the beating heart) 
Were copy’d with unerring art. 

4 At last, to shew my Maker’s name, 

God stamp’d his image on my frame. 

And in some unknown moment join’d 
The finish’d members to the mind. 

There the young seeds of thought began, 

And all the passions of the man: 

Great God, our infant nature pays 
Immortal tribute to thy praise. 

Pause. 

6 Lord, since in my advancing age 
I’ve actea on life’s busy stage. 




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Psalm 139. 


Thy thoughts of love to me surmount 
The power of number., to recount. 

7 I could survey the ocean o’er, 

And count each sand that makes the shor^, 
Before my swiftest thoughts could trace 
The numerous wonders of thy grr.ee. 

3 These on my heart are still impress’d. 

With these I give mine eyes to rest; 

And at my waking hour I find 
God and his love possess my mind. 

Psalm 139. 3 i Part. Long Metre, [bj 

Sincerity professed , and grace tried; Gr , the 
heart-searching God. 

1 A/fY God, what inward grief I feel, 

iVl When impious men transgress thy will' 

1 mourn to hear their lips profane 
Take thy tremendous name in vain. 

2 Dees not my soul detest and hate 
The sons of malice and deceit ? 

Those that oppose thy laws and thee, 

I count them enemies to me. 

3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought; 
Though mine own heart accuse me not 
Of walking ia a false disguise, 

I beg the trial of thine eyes. 

4 Doth secret mischief lurk within? 

Do I indulge some unknown sin? 

O turn my feet whene’er 1 stray. 

And lead me in thy perfect way. 

Pjsalm 1 39. 1st Part. Common Metre. [&] 


God is every where. 



To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee 
The notice of thine eye. 


2 Thine all-surrounding sight survey's 

My rising njpd my rest; 

My public walks, my private ways, 
And secrets of mv breast. 

3 Mv thoughts lie open to the Lord, 

Before they’re form’d withisi; 





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And ere my lips pronounce the word. 

He knows the sense I mean. 

4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high» 

Where can a creature hide? 

Within thy circling arms I lie, 

Beset on every side. 

5 So let thy grace surround me still, 

And like a bulwark prove, 

To guard my soul from every ill, 

Secur’d by sovereign love. 

Pause. 

6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, 

Forgotten and unknown ? 

In hell they meet thy dreadful fire. 

In heaven thy glorious throne. 

7 Should I suppress my vital breath. 

To ’scape the wrath divine. 

Thy voice could break the bars of death. 
And make the grave resign. 

8 If, wing’d with beams of morning light, 

I fly beyond the west, 

Thv hand, which must support my flight. 
Would soon betray my rest. 

9 If o’er my sins I think to draw 

The curtains of the night, 

Those flaming eyes that -guard thy law 
Would turn the shades to light. 

10 The beams of noon, the midnight hour. 

Are both alike to thee ; 

O may I ne’er provoke that power 
From which I cannot flee. 


Psalm 139. 2d Part . Common Metre. [$] 

The wisdom of God in the formation of man . 

1 \ X 7HEN I with pleasing wonder stand, 

V V And all my frame survey, 

Lord, ’tis thy work: I own thy hand 
Thus built my humble clay. 

2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest, 

Where unborn nature grew; 

Thy wisdom all my features trac’d, 

And all my members drew. 

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3 Thine eye with nicest care survey’d 

The growth of every part. 

Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid 
' Was copy’d by thine art. 

4 Heaven, earth and sea, and fire and wind 

Shew me thy wondrous skill; 

But I review myself, and find 
Diviner wonders still. 

5 Thy awful glories round me shine. 

My flesh proclaims thy praise; 

Lord, to thy works of nature join 
Thy miracles of grace. 


Psalm 1S9. ‘6d Part. Common Metre. {j&] 

Ver. 14, 17, 18. The mercies of God innumerable - 
An evening Psalm. 

1 T ORD, when I count thy mercies o’er, 

JLi They strike me with surprise ; 

Not all the sands that spread the shore 
To equal numbers rise. 

2 Mv ilesh with fear and wonder stands, 

The product of thy skill; 

And hourly blessings from thy hands 
Thy thoughts of love reveat 

3 These on my heart by night I keep; 

How kind, how dear to me J 
O may the hour that ends my sleep, 

Still find my thoughts with thee. 


Psalm HI. Long Metre. [*J 

Ver. 2—5. Watchfulness and brotherly reproof. 

A morning or evening Psalm. 

2 A/TY God, accept my early rows, 

JLVJL Like morning incense in thy house ; 

And let my nightly worship rise, 

Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 

2 Watch o’er my lips, and guard them, Lord, 
From every rash and heedless word ; 

Nor let my feet incline to trend 
The guilty path where sinners lead. 

SO may the righteous, when I stray. 

Smite find reprove my wandering way { 





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Their gentle words, like ointment, shed, 

Shall never bruise, but cheer my head, 

K When I behold them press’d with grief, 

III cry to Heaven for their relief; 

And by warm petitions prove 
How much I prize their faithful love. 

Psalm 14-2. Common Metre, [b] 

God is the hope of the helpless. 

1 TO God I made my sorrows known., 

JL From God I sought relief; 

In long complaints before his throne 
I pour’d out all my grief. 

2-My soul was overwhelm’d with woes. 

My heart began to break ; 

My God, who all my burdens knows. 

He knows the way I take. 

$ On eveiy side I cast mine eye. 

And found my helpers gone ; 

While friends and strangers pass’d rae hyp 
Neglected and unknown. 

A Then did I raise a louder cry. 

And call’d thy mercy near’ 

“ Thou art my portion when I die, 

Be thou my refuge here.” 

5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low; 

Now let thine ear attend ; 

And make my foes, who vex me, know 
I’ve an almighty Frit.ml. 

6 From my sad prison set me free. 

Then ’shall I praise thy name ; 

And hoty men shall join with me 
Thy kindness to proclaim. 

Psalm 14*3. Long Metre. 

Complaint of heavy afflictions of mind and body , 
1 IV fY righteous Judge, my gracious God, 

J-VA Hear when I spread my hands abroad. 
And cry for succour from thy throne : 

O make thy tru + h and mercy known. 

5 Let judgment not against me pass; 

Behold thy servant pleads thy grace: 





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Should justice call us to thy bar, 

No man alive is guiltless there. 

3 Look down in pity. Lord, and see 
The mighty woes that burden me ; 

Down to the dust my life is brought. 
Like one long bury’d and forgot. 

4 I dwell in darkness and unseen. 

My heart is desolate within ; 

My thoughts in musing silence trace 
The ancient wonders of thy grace. 

5 Thence I derive a glimpse of hope 
To bear my sinking spirits up ; 

I stretch my hands to God again. 

And thirst, like parched lands, for rain. 

6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn ; 

When will thy smiling face return ? 

Shall all my joys on earth remove r* 

And God forever hide his love ? 

7 My God, thy long delay to save 
Will sink thy prisoner to the grave; 

My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye ; 
Make haste to help before I die. 

8 The night is witness to my tears, 
Distressing pains, distressing fears; 

O might 1 hear thy morning voice. 

How would my wearied powers rejoice' 

9 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh. 

And lift my weary soul on high; 

For thee sit waiting all the day. 

And wear the tiresome hours away. 

10 Break off my fetters. Lord, and show 
Which is the path my feet should go ; 
If snares and foes beset the road, 

I flee to hide me near my God. 

11 Teach me to do thy holy will, 

And lead me to thy heavenly hill, 

Let the good Spirit of thy love 
Conduct me to thy courts above. 

12 Then shall my soul no more complain. 
The tempter then shall rage in vain ; 
And flesh, that was my foe before, 
Shall never vex mv spirit more, 



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23? 


Psalm 144. 1st Part. Common Metre. [#Q 

Ver. 1, 2. Assistance and victory in the spiritual 
r t warfare. 

1 TpOREVER blessed be the Lord, 
i- My Saviour and my shield ; 

He sends his Spirit with his word, 

To arm me for the field. 

2 When sin and hell their force unitf. 

He makes my soul his care. 

Instructs me to the heavenly light. 

And guards me through the war. 

S A friend and helper so divine 
Doth my weak courage raise ; 

He makes the glorious victory mine, 

And liis shall be the praise.. 

Psalm 144. 1 st Part. Common Metre, [b'j 

Ver. 3—6. The vanity of man, and condescension 
of liod. 



His life a shadow, light and vain. 

Still hasting to the dust. 

2 O what is feeble, dying men, 

Or any of his race, 

That God should make it his concern 
To visit him with grace ? 

3 That God, who darts his lightnings down. 

Who shakes the worlds above, 

And mountains tremble at his frown. 

How wondrous is his love ! 


Psalm 144. Long Metre. Lfc] 

Ver. 12—15. Grace above riches; or, the happy nation, 

1 TTAPPY the city where their sons 
Xl Like pillars round a palace set. 

And daughters, bright as polish’d stosies. 

Give strength and beauty to the state. 

2 Happy the country where the sheep, 

Cattle and corn, have large increase ; 

Where men securely work or sleep. 

Nor sons of plunder break their peace. 

5 Happy the nation thus endow’d ; 

But more divinely blest aro these* 





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On whom the .all-sufficient God 
Himself with all his gr^ce bestows. 

Psalm 145. Long Metre. [*fj 

The greatness of Gocl. 

1 jl V God, my King, thy various praise 
iVA Shall fill the remnant of my days : 
Thy grace employ my humble tongue. 

Till death and glc.ry raise the song. 

2 The wings of every hour shall bear 
Some thankful tribute to thine ear; 

And every setting sun shall see 
NeW works of duty done for thee. 

3 Thy truth and justice I’ll proclaim ; 

Thy bounty flows, an endless stream ; 

Thy mercy swift; thine anger slow. 

But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 

4 Thy works with sovereign glory shine, 

And speak thy majesty divine; 

Let “every realm with joy” proclaim 
The sound and honour of thy name. 

5 Let distant times and nations raise 
The long succession of thy praise; 

And unborn ages make my song 
The joy and labour of their tongue. 

6 Biit who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? 
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds ; 
Vast and unsearchable thy ways; 

Vast and immortal be thy praise! 

Psalm 145. 1st Part. Common Metre. 

Ver. 1— 7, 11—13. The greatness of God. 

1 T ONG as I live I’ll bless thy name, 

-L My King, my God of love ; 

My work and joy shall be the same 
In the bright world above. 

2 Great is the Lord, his power unknown. 

And let his praise be great; 

I’ll sing the honours of thy throne, 

Thy works of grace repeat. 

3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue. 

And, while ray lips rejoice. 





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The men that hear my sacred song 
Shall join their cheerful voice. 

4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name. 

And children learn thy waj s ; 

Ages to come thy truth proclaim. 

And nations sound thy praise. 

5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date 

Shall through the world be known: 

Thine arm of power, thy heavenly state. 

With public splendour shown. 

6 'Die world is manag’d by thy hands; 

Thy saints are rul’d by love ; 

And thine eternal kingdom stands. 

Though rocks and hills remove. 

Psalm 145. 2d Part. Common Metre. [&] 

Vcr. 7, &c. The goodness of God. 

1 CWEET is the memory of thy grace, 

O My Gal, my heavenly King; 

Let age to age thy righteousness 
In songs of glory sing. 

2 God reigns on high, but ne’er confines 

His goodness to the skies ; 

Through the whole earth his bounty shines. 
And every want supplies. 

S With longing eyes thy creatures wait 
On thee for daily foal ’ 

Thy liberal hand provides their meat. 

And fills their mouths with goal. 

4 How kind are thy compassions. Lord * 

How slow thine anger moves ! 

But soon he sends his pardoning word 
To cheer the souls he Loves. 

5 Creatures, with all their endless race, 

Thy power and praise proclaim ; 

But saints, that taste thy richer grace, 

Delight to bless thy name. 

Psalm 145. 3 d Part. Common Metre, [sg] 

Ver. 14, 17, See. Mercy to sufferers ; or, GW 
hearing prayer. 

1 T ET every tongue thy goodness speak, 

*-j TUou sovereiga Lord of all; 





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Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak. 
And raise the poor that fall. 

3 When sorrow bov/a the spirit down. 

Or virtue lies distress’d 
Beneath seme proud oppressor’s frown, 

Thou giv’st the mourners rest.' 

3 The Lord supports our tottering days, 

And guides our giddv youth: 

Holy and just are all his ways. 

And all his words are truth. 

4 He knows the pain his servants feel, 

He hears his children cry, 

And, their best wishes to fulfil. 

His grace is ever nigh. 

5 His mercy never shall remove 

From men of heart sincere: 

He saves the souls, whose humble love 
Is join’d with holy fear. 

Q [His stubborn foes his sword shall sky. 

And pierce their hearts with pain ;* 

But none that serve the Lord shall say, 
“They sought his aid in vain.”] 

7 [My lips shall dwell upon his praise, 

And spread his fame abroad; 

Let all the sons of Adam raise 
The honours of their God.] 

Psalm 146. Long Metre. [^] 

Praise to God for his goodness and truth. 

1 T3RAISE ye the Lord; my heart shall join 
L In works so pleasant, so divine; 

Now while the flesh is mine abode. 

And when my soul ascends to God. 

3 Praise shall employ my noblest powers. 

While immortality endures: 

M' days of praise shall ne’er be past. 

While life, and thought, and being last 

3 Why should I make a man my trust ? 
Princes must die and turn to dust; 

Their breath departs, their pomp and power. 
And thoughts ajji vanish in an hour. 

4 Happy the man, whose hopes rely 
On Israel’s Gtd: he made the slty, 




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And earth, and seas, with all their train. 

And none shall find his promise vain. 

5 His truth forever stands secure : 

He saves th’ oppress’d, he feeds the poor; 

He sends the labouring conscience peace, 

And grants the prisoner sweet release. 

6 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; 

The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 

He helps the stranger in d ; stress, 

The widow and the fatherless. 

7 He loves his saints, lie knows them well. 

But turns the wicked down to hell: 

Thy' God, O Zion ! ever reigns; 

Praise him in everlasting strains. 

Psalm 14G. Particular Metre. [»] 

Praise to God for his g-oodness and truth . 

1 T’LL praise my Maker with my breath; 

J- And when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers: 

My days of praise shall ne’er be past. 

While life, and thought, and being last. 

Or immortality endures. 

2 Why should I make a man my trust ? 

Princes must die and turn to dust: 

Vain is the help of flesh and blood ; 

Their breath departs, their pomp and power. 
And thoughts all vanish in an hour ; 

Nor can they make their promise good. 

3 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
On Israel’s God : he made the sky, 

And earth and seas with all her train j 
His truth forever stands secure: 

He saves the oppress’d, he feeds the poor; 
And none shall find his promise vain. 

4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; 

The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 

He sends the labouring conscience peace ; 
He helps the stranger in distress, 

The widow and the fatherless, 

And. grants the prisoner sweet release. 




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5 He loves his saints, he knows them well, 
But turns the wicked down to hell: 

Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ; 

Let every tongue, let every age. 

In this exalted work engage ; 

Praise him in everlasting strains. 

6 I’ll praise him while he lends me breath, 
And when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers 
My days of praise shall ne’er be past. 
While life, and thought, and being last, 
Or immortality endures. 


Psalm 147. 1st Part. Long Metre. [*] 

The Divine Nature y Providence and Grace. 


1 T>RAISE ye the Lord : *tis good to raise 
i Our hearts and voices in his praise : 

His nature and his works invite 

To make this duty our delight. 

2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, 

And gathers nations to his name;. 

His mercy- melts the stubborn soul, 

And makes the broken spirit whole. 

3 He form’d the stars, those heavenly flames; 
He counts their numbers, calls their names; 
His wisdom’s vast, and knows no bound, 

A deep where all our thoughts are drown’d. 

4 Great is our Lord, and great his might; 

And all his glories infinite : 

He crowns the meek, rewards the just. 

And treads the wicked to the dust. 


Pause. 

5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high. 

Who spreads his clouds all round the sky; 
There he prepares the fruitful rain, 

Noi* lets the drops descend in vain. 

6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, 

And clothes the smiling fields with corn: 
The beasts with food nis hands supply. 
And the young ravens when they cry. 

7 What is the creature’s skill or force? 

The sprightly man, the warlike horse. 




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The nimble wit, the active limb ? 

All are too me^an delights for him. 

8 But saints are lovely in his sight: 

He views his children with delight: 

He sees their hope, he knows their fear, 

And looks and loves his image there. 

Psalm 147. 2 d Pari. Long Metre. [&] 

Summer and ninter. 

1 T ET Zion praise the mighty God, 

L-j And make his honours known abroad ; 

“ For sweet the joy, our songs to raise, 

“ And glorious is the work of praise.” 

2 Our children are secure and blest; 

Our shores have peace, our cities rest; 

He feeds our sons with finest wheat. 

And adds his blessing to their meat. 

3 The changing seasons he ordains. 

The early and the latter rains; 

His flakes of snow like wool he sends, 

And thus the springing corn defends. 

4 With hoary frost he strews the ground ; 

His hail descends with clattering sound ; 
Where is the man so vainly bold, 

That dares defy his dreadful cold ? 

5 He bids the southern breezes blow; 

The ice dissolves, the waters flow : 

But he hath nobler works and ways 
To call his people to his praise. 

6 To all our realm his laws are shown ; 

His gospel through the ration known: 

He hath not thus reveal’d his word 
To every land:—Praise ye the Lord ! 

Psalm 147. Common Metre, jjfc] 

Ver. 7—9,13—18. The seasons of the year. 

1 Tl 7ITH songs and honours sounding loud, 

VV Address the Lord on high ; 

Over the heavens he spreads his cloud. 

And waters veil the sky. 

2 He sends his showers of blessings down 

To cheer the plains below ; 

He makes the grass the mountains crown, 

And com in vallies grow. 





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S He gives the grazing ox his meat; 

He hears the ravens ciy; 

But man, who tastes his finest wheat, 
Should raise his honours high. 

4 His steady counsels change the face 

Of the declining year; 

He bids the sun cut short his race, 

And wint’ry days appear. 

5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow 

Descend and clothe the ground; 

The liquid streams forbear to flow, 

In icy fetters bound. 

d When from his dreadful stores on high 
He pours the rattling hail. 

The wretch that dares this God defy 
Shall find liis courage fail. 

•7 He sends his word, and melts the snow. 
The fields no longer mourn; 

He calls the warmer gales to blow. 

And bids the spring return. 

3 The changing wind, the flying cloud 
Obey his mighty word: 

With songs and honours sounding loud. 
Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 

Psalm 148. Particular Metre. [*] 

Praise to God from all creatures. 

1 VTE tribes of Adam, join 

X With heaven, and earth, and seas. 
And offer notes divine 
To your Creator’s praise. 

Ye holy throng 
Of angels bright, 

In worlds cf light. 

Begin the song. 

2 Thou sun, with dazzling rays. 

And moorr, that rules the night. 

Shine to your Maker’s praise, 

With stars of twinkling light. 

His power declare. 

Ye floods on high. 

And clouds that flv 
In empty air. 




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3 The shining worlds above 
In glorious order stand, 

Or in swift courses move. 

By his supreme command. 

He spake the word. 

And all their frame 
From nothing came 
To praise the Lord. 

4 He mov’d their mighty wheels 
In unknown ages past: 

And each his word fulfils 
While time and nature last. 

In different ways 
His works proclaim 
His wondrous name. 

And speak his praise. 

Pause. 

5 Let all the earth-born race, 
And monsters of the deep, 

The fish that cleave the seas. 
Or in their bosom sleep ; 

From sea and shore 
Their tribute pay. 

And still display" 

Their Maker’s power. 

6 Ye vapours, hail and snow, 
Praise ye th* Almighty Lord, 
And stormy winds that blow. 

To execute his word. 

When lightnings shine, 

Or thunders roar, 

Let earth adore 
His hand divine. 

7 Ye mountains near the skies, 
With lofty cedars there, 

And trees of humbler size. 
That fruit in plenty bear ; 

Beasts wild and tame, 
Birds, flies, and worms, 

In various forms, 

Exalt his name. 

$ Ye kings, and judges, fear 
The Lord, the sovereign King; 

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And while you rule us here. 

His heavenly honours sing. 

Nor let the dream 
Of power and state 
Make you forget 
His power supreme. 

9 Virgins, and youths, engage 
To sound his praise divine, 
While infancy and age 
Their feebler voices join. 

Wide as he reigns 
His name be sung 
By every tor,gue 
In endless strains. 

10 Let all the nations fear 
The God that rules above ; 

He brings his people near. 

And makes them taste his love. 
While earth and sky 
Attempt his praise. 

His saints shall raise 
His honours high. 


Psalm 148. Long Metre. [*] 

Paraphrased. Universal praise to God. 

1 T OUD hallelujahs to the Lord 

L From distant worlds where creatures dwell; 
Let heaven begin the solemn word. 

And sound it dreadful down to hell. 

Note. This Psalm may be sung to a different 
jnetre, by adding the two following lines to even 
stanza, viz. 

Each of his works his name displays , 

But they can ne'er fulfil his praise. 

2 The Lord! how absolute he reigns ! 

Let eveiy angel bend the knee! 

Sing of his love in heavenly strains, 

And speak how fierce his terrors be. 

3 High on a throne his glories dwell, 

An awful throne of shining bliss : 

Fly through the world, O sun, and tell 
How dark thy beams compar’d to hip. 




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4 Awake, ye tempests, and hi6 fame 
In sounds of dreadful praise declare; 

And the sweet whisper of his name 
Fill every gentler breeze of air. 

5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree 
To jean their praise with blazing fire : 

Let the firm earth and rolling sea 

In this eternal song conspire. 

6 Ye flowery plains, proclaim his skill; 

Vallies, lie low before his eye ; 

And let his praise from every hill 
Rise tuneful to the neighbouring sky. 

7 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines. 

Bend your high branches, and adore; 

Praise him, ye beasts, in different strains . 
The lamb must bleat, the lion roar. 

8 Birds, ye must make Ills praise your theme £ 
Nature demands a song from you: 

While tlie dumb fish tnat cut the stream 
Leap up and mean his praises too. 

9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue. 

When nature all around you sings ? 

O for a shout from old and young, 

From humble swains, and lofty kings’ 

10 Wide as his vast dominion lies. 

Make the Creator’s name be known; 

Loud as his thunder shout his praisg, 

And sound it lofty as his throne. 

11 Jehovah ! *tis a glorious word! 

O may it dwell on every tongue! 

But saints, who best have know«i the L<5J$, 
Are bound to raise the noblest song. 

12 Speak of the wonders of that love 
Which Gabriel plays on every chord : 

From all below, and all above, 

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord. 

Psalm 148. Short Metre. [%] 

Universal praise. 

1 T F.T every creature join 

JLj To pra ; se th’ eternal God ; 

Ye heavenly hosts, the song begin, 

And sound his name abroad. 




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2 Thou sun with golden beams, 

And moon with paler rays, 

Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames, 
Shine to your Maker’s praise* 

3 He built those worlds above. 

And fix’d their wondrous frame; 

By his command they stand or move, 

And ever speak his name. 

4 Ye vapours, when ye rise, 

Or tall in showers of snow. 

Ye thunders, murmuring round the skies, 
His power and glory snow. 

5 Wind, hail, and flashing fire, 

^.gree to praise the Lord, 

When ye in dreadful storms conspire 
To execute his word. 

6 By all his works above 

His honours be exprest; 

But saints that taste his saving love 
Should sing his praises best. 

Pause I. 

7 Let earth and ocean know 

They owe their Maker praise: 

Praise him, ye watery worlds below, 

And monsters of the seas. 

8 From mountains near the sky 

Let his high praise resound, 

From humble shrubs and cedars high, 
And rales and fields around. 

9 Ye lions of the wood, 

And tamer beasts that graze. 

Ye live upon his daily food, 

And he expects your praise. 

10 Ye birds of lofty wing, 

On high his praises bear. 

Or sit on flowery boughs, and sing 
Your Maker’s^ glory there. 

11 Ye creeping ants and worms. 

His various wisdom show ; 

And flies, in all your shining swarms, 
Praise him that drcst you so. 



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IS Bv all the earth-born race. 

His honours be exprest; 

But saints, that know his heavenly grace, 
Should learn to praise him best. 

Pause II. 

13 Monarchs of wide command, 

Praise ye tli* eternal King; 

Judges, adore that sovereign hand, 

Wlience all your honours spring. 

14 Let vigorous youth engage 

To sound his praises high; 

While growing baoes and witliering age 
Their feebler voices try. 

15 United zeal be shown 

His wondrous fame to raise ; 

God is the Lord ; his name alone 
Deserves our endless praise. 

15 Let nature join with art, 

And all prenounce him blest; 

But saints, that dwell so near his heart, 

Should sing his praises best 

Psalm 149. Common Metre. [&] 

Praise God, all his saints ; or, the saints judg¬ 
ing the world. 

1 A LL ye that love the Lord, rejoice, 

And let your songs be new; 

Amidst the church with cheerful voice 
His later wonders shew. 

2 The Jews, the people of his grace, 

Shall their Redeemer sing; 

And Gentile nations join the prgjse. 

While Zion owns her King. 

3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just. 

Whom sinners treat with scorn; 

The meek, that lie despis’d in dust. 

Salvation shall adorn. 

4 Saints should be joyful in their King, 

E’en on a dying lied; 

And like the souls in glory sing, 

For God shall raise the dead, 
f Then his high praise shall fill their tongues. 
Their hand shall vrield the sword: 




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And vengeance shall attend their songs, 
The vengeance of the Lord. 

6 When Christ his judgment-seat ascends, 

And bids the world appear, 

Thrones are prepar’d for all his friends 
Who humbly lov’d him here. 

7 Then shall they rule with iron rod 

Nations that dar’d rebel; 

And join the sentence of their God, 

On tyrants doom’d to hell. 

8 The royal sinners, bound in chains, 

New triumphs shall afford; 

Such honour for the saints remains; 

Praise ye, and love the Lord. 

Psalm 150. Common Metre. [$:] 

Ver. 1, 2, 6. A song of praise. 

1 TN God’s own house pronounce his praise; 
J. His grace he there reveals; 

To heaven your joy and wonder raise, 

For there his glory dwells. 

2 Let all your sacred passions move. 

While you rehearse his deeds : 

But the great work of saving love, 

Your highest praise exceeds. 

3 All that have motion, life and breath. 

Proclaim your Maker blest; 

Yet when my voice expires in death, 

My soul shall praise him best. 


The Christian DOXOLOGY. 
Long Metre. 

T O God the Father, God the Son, 

And God the Spirit, Three m One, 

Be honour, praise, and glory given. 

By all on earth, and all in heaven. 


Common Metre. 


L ET God the Father, and the Son, 

And Spirit, be ador’d. 

Where there are works to make him known. 
Or saints to love the Lord. 








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Common Metre. 


I. 

Where the tune includes two stanzas. 

T HE God of mercy be ador’d, 

Who calls our souls from death. 
Who saves by his redeeming word, 

And new-creating breath. 

II. 


To praise the Father, and the Son, 

And Spirit, all divine, 

The One in Three, and Three in One, 
Let saints and angels join. 

Short Metre. 


Y E angels round the throne, 

And saints that dwell below, 
Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
And bless the Spirit too. 


Particular Metre. 

N OW to the great and sacred Three, 

The Father, Son, and Spivit, be 
Eternal praise and glory giv’n, 

Through all the worlds where God is known, 
By all the angels near the throne, 

And all the saints in earth and heav’n. 

Particular Metre. 


T O God the Fatlier’s throne 
Perpetual honours raise; 
Glory to God the Son, 

To God the Spirit, praise: 
With all our powers, 

Eternal King, 

Thy name we sing. 

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SPIRITUAL SONGS. 

IJY THREE BOOKS. 

!• Collected from the Scripture*. 

II. Composed on Ditine Subject*. 

III. Prepared for the Lord’s Supper, 

BY I. WATTS, D. D. 


And they sung a new Song, saying, Thou art worthy, 
&c.for tbouwast slain, and hast redeemed us, isfe. 

Rev. v. 9 . 

Soliti essent (i. e. Christians) convenire, carmcnquc 
Christo quasi Deo dicere. 

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A TABLE, 

To find any Hymn by the first Line. 

Note. The letters , a, b, c, denote the First, Second , 
and Third Book ; the [figures direct to the Hymn. 


A DORE and tremble, for our God - a 42 
Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed b 9 
All glory to thy wondrous name - e 33 

All mortal vanities, be gone - a 25 

And are we wretches yet alive - b 105 
And must this body die - * b 110 

And now the scales have left mine eyes b 81 
Arise, my soul, my joyful powers - b §2 
As new-oom babes desire the breast - a 145 

At thy command, our dearest Lord - c 19 

Attend, while God’s exalted Son - b 130 

Awake, my heart, arise, my tongue cl 20 

Awake, our souls, away, our fears - a 48 

Away from every mortal care b 123 

B ACKWARD with humble shame we look a 57 
Begin, my tongue, seme heavenly theme b 69 
Behold how sinners disagree - a 131 

Rehold the blind their sight receive - b 137 
Behold the glories of the Lamb - a 1 

Behold the grace appears - a 3 

Behold the nctter and the clay - a 117 

Behold the Rose of Sharon here - a 68 

Behold the womans promis’d seed - b 135 
Behold the wretch whose lust and -wine a 123 
Behold what wondrous grace - a 64 

Bless’d are the humble souls that see a 102 

Bless’d be the everlasting God - a 26 

Bless’d be the Father and his love - c 26 
Bless’d morning, whose young dawning rays b 72 
Bless’d with the joys of innocence - b 128 
Blood has a voice to pierce the skies b 118 
Bright King of Glory, dreadful God b 51 
Broad is the road that leads to death b 158 
Bury’d in shadows of the night - a 97 

But few among the carnal wise - cl 96 

C AN creatures to perfection find - b 17o 
Christ and his cross are all our theme a 119 
Come, all harmonious tongues - - b 84 

Come, dearest Lord, deseend and dwell a 135 






TABLE OF HYMNS. 


cclvi 

Com©, happy souls, approach your God b 103 

Come hither, all ye weary souls - a 327 

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove - b 34* 

Come, let us join a joyful tune - c 8 

Come, let us join our ciieerful songs - a 62 

Come, let us lift our joyful eyes - b 108 

Come, let us lift our voices high - c 21 
Come, we that love the Lord - b 30 

D AUGHTERS of Zion, come, behold a 72 
Dear Lord, behold our sore distress b 163 
Dearest of all the names above - b 148 
Death cannot make our souls afraid b 49 

Death may dissolve my body now - a 27 

Death ! ’tis a melancholy day - b 52 

Deceiv'd by subtle snares of hell - a 107 

Deep in the dust before thy throne a 124 

Descend from heaven, immortal Dove b 23 
Do we not know that solemn word a 122 

Down headlong from their native skies b 96 

Dread Sovereign, let my evening song b 7 

E RE the blue heavens were dretch’d abroad a 2 

Eternal Sovereign of the sky - b 149 
Eternal Spirit, we confess - - b 133 

F AITH is the brightest- evidence - a 120 
Far from my thoughts vain world be gone b 35 
Father, I long, I faint to see - b 68 

Father, we wait to feel thy grace - c 24 

Firm and unmov'd are they - a 23 

Firm as the earth thy gospel stands a 138 

From heaven the sinning angels fell b 97 

From thee, my God, my joys shall rise b 75 

/ ^ ENTILES by nature, we belong a 114 

Give me the wings of faith to rise b 14Q 

Give to the Father praise - c 37 

Glory to God the Trinity - - c 29 

Glory to God, who walks the sky - b 59 

Glory to God the Father’s name - c 27 

God is a Spirit, just and wise - - a 136 

God of the morning, at whose voice a 79 

God of the seas, thy thundering voice b 70 

God, the eternal, aw'ful name - - b 27 

God, who in various methods told - a 53 
Go preach my gospel, saith the Lord a 128 

Go, worship at Immanuel’s feet - a 146 

Great God, how infinite art thou - b 67 
Great God, I own the sentence just a 6 


TABLE OF HYMNS. CClvli 

Creat God, thy glories shall employ b 167 

Great God, to what a glorious height b 112 

Great King of glory and of grace - b 159 

Great was the day, the joy was great b 144 

H AD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews a 134 
Happy the church, thou sacred place b 64 
Happy the heart where graces reign b 38 

Happy the man whose cautious feet a 31 

Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound b 63 
Hark ! the Redeemer from on high a 70 
Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims a 18 
Hence from my soul sad thoughts be gone b 73 
Here at thy cross, my dying God b 4 

High as the heavens above the ground b 115 

High on a hill of dazzling light - b 18 

Honour to tlve Almighty Three - - c 35 

Hosanna, See. c 42 _45 

Hosanna to our conquering King - b 89 
Hosanna to the Prince of light - - b 76 

Hosanna to the royal Son - a 16 

Hosanna with a cheerful sound - *b 8 

How are thy glories here display’d - c 25 
How' beauteous are their feet - - a 10 

How can I sink with such a prop - b 116 
How condescending and how kind - c 4 

How full of anguish is the thought - b 100 
How heavy is the night - - a 98 

How honourable is the place - a 8 

How large the promise, how divine a 113 

How oft have sin and Satan strove - a 139 

How rich are thy provisions, Lord - c 12 

How sad our state by nature is - b 90 

How shall I praise the eternal God - b 166 
How short and hasty is our life - b 32 
How should the sons of Adam’s race a 86 
How strong thine arm is, mighty -God a 49 
How sweet and awful is the place - c 13 
How vain are all things here below b 48 

How wondrous great, how glorious bright, b 87 

I CAN NOT bear thine absence. Lord b 117 
I give immortal praise - c 38 

J hate the tempter and his charms - b 156 

I lift my banner, saith the Lord - a 29 
^ love the windows of thy grace - b 145 
Tm not asham’d to own my Lord - a 10$ 

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clviii TABLE OF HYMNS. 

I send the joys of earth away - - b 11 

I sing my Saviour’s wondrous death - h 114 
Jehovah speaks, let Israel hear - a 84 
Jehovah reigns, his throne is high - b 168 
Jesus, in thee our eyes behold - a 145 
Jesus invites his saints - - c 2 

Jesus is gone above the skies - - c 6 

Jesus, the man of constant grief - a 12 
Jesus, we bless thy Father’s name - a 54 

Jesus, we bow before thy feet - c 18 

Jesus, with all thy saints’ above - b 2 9 

In Gabriel’s hand a mighty stone - a 59 

In thine own ways, O God of love a 30 

In vain the wealthy mortals toil a 24 

In vain we lavish out our lives - a 9 

Infinite grief! amazing wo - b 95 

Join all the glorious names - - a 150 

Join all the names of love and power a 149 

Is there ambition in my heart - a 33 

Is this the kind return - - b 74 

KIND is the speech of Christ our Lord a 78 

L ADEN with guilt, and full of fears b 119 

Let all our tongues be one - c 9 

Let everlasting glories crown - - b 131 

Let every mortal ear attend - a 7 

Let God the Father live - - c 28 

Let God the Maker’s name - - c 31 

Let him embrace my soul, and prove , a 66 
Let me but hear my Saviour say - a 15 

Let mortal tongues attempt to sing - a 5 8 

Let others boast how strong they be b 19 

Let Pharisees of high esteem - - a 183 

Let the old heathens tune their song b 21 
Let the seventh angel sound on high a 65 
Let the whole race of creatures lie b 99 

I jet the wild leopards of the wood - b 160 
Let them neglect thy glorv, Lord - b 35 

I jet us adore th’ Eternal Word <• 5 

Life and immortal joys are given - b 125 

Life is the time to serve the Lord - a ' 88 
Lift up your eyes to th* heavenly seat b 37 
Like sheep we went astray a 142 

Lo the young tribes of Adam pise - a 90 

Lo, what a glorious sight appears - a 21 
Lo, what an entertaining sight a 4 4 

ho, the destroying angel files - - b 155 


Long have I sat beneath the sound 
Lord, at thy temple we appear 


TABLE OF HYMNS. 


eclix 

b 165 
a 19 


Lord, how divine thy comforts are - c 11 
Lord, how secure and blest are they - b 57 
Lord, how secure my conscience was - a 115 
Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand - c 20 
Lord, we adore thy vast designs - b 109 
Lord, we are blind, poor mortals, blind b 26 
Lord, we confess our numerous faults a 111 
Lord, what a feeble piece - a 37 

Lord, what a heaven of saving grace b 16 
Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I a 36 
Lord, what a wretched land is this - b 53 
Lord, when my thoughts with wonder roll b 5 
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord - - a 46 

AN has a soul of vast desires - b 146 



JlVL Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven a 140 
My dear Redeemer and my Lord - A 139 
My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so - b 25 
My God, how endless is thy love - a 8 1 

My God, my life, my love - b 93 

My God, my portion, and my love - b 94 
My God, permit me not to be - b 122 

My God, the spring of all my joys b 54 

My God, what endless pleasures dwell b 42 

My heart, how dreadful hard it is - b 98 
My Saviour God, mv sovereign Prince b 141 

My soul, come meditate the day - b 61 

My soul forsakes her vain delight - b 10 

My soul, how lovely is the place - a 38 

My thoughts on awful subjects roll b 2 

My thoughts, surmount these lower skies b 162 
■VTAKED as from the earth we came a 5 
Nature with all her powers shall sing b 1 

Nature with open volume stands - c 10 

No, I’ll repine at death no more - b 102 

No! I shall envy them no more - b 56 

No more, my God, I boast no more a 109 

Nor eye hath seen, nor ear has heard a 105 

Not all the blood of beasts - b 142 

Not all the outward forms on earth a 95 

Not different food, nor different dress a 126 
Not from the dust affliction grows - a 83 
Not the malicious or profane - a 104 

Not to condemn the sons of men * a 100 
Not to the terrors of the Lord - b 152 


cclx TABLE OF HYMNS. 

Not with our mortal eves - - a 108 

Now be the God of Israel blest - a 50 
Now by the bowels of my God - a 130 

Now for a tune of lofty praise - b 43 

Now have our hearts embrac’d our God c 14 

Now in the galleries of his grace - a 77 

Now in the Iieat of youthful blood a 91 

Now let a spacious world arise - - b 147 

Now let our pains .be all forgot - c 16 

Now let the Father, and the Son - c 34 

Now let the Lord, my Saviour, smile b 50 

Now Satan comes with dreadful roar b 157 

Now shall my inward joys arise - a 39 
Now to the Lord a noble song - b 47 

Now to the Lord, that makes us know a 61 

Now to the power of God supreme - a 137 

O POR an overcoming faith - a 17 
Oh ! if my soul was formal for wo b 106 
Oh! the almighty Lord - - b 80 

Oh the delights, the heavenly joys - b 91 

Often I seek my Lord by night - a 71 

Once more, my soul, the rising day - b 6 
Our days, alas! our mortal days - b 39 

Our God, how firm his promise stands b 40 

Our sins, alas! how strong they be b 86 

Our souls shall magnify the Lord - a 60 

Our spirits join t’ adore the Lamb c 22 

P LUNG’D in a gulph of dark despair b 79 
Praise, everlasting praise be paid b 60 
AISE thee, my soul, fly up, and run b 33 
IV Raise your triumphant songs - b 104 

Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground b 17 

S AINTS, at your heavenly Father’s word a 129 
Salvation! O the joyful sound - b 88 

See where the great incarnate God - a 45 
Shall the vile race of flesh and blood a 82 
Shall we go on to sin - - a 106 

Shall Wisdom cry aloud - - a 92 

Shout to the Lord, and let our joys - b 92 
Sin has a thousand treacherous arts - b 150 
Sin, like a venomous disease - b 153 

Sing to the Lord who built the skies b 13 
Sing to the Lord with joyful voice - a 43 
Sing to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts b 62 

Sitting around our Father’s board - c 23 
So did the Hebrew prophet raise - a 11% 


TABLE OF HYMNS. Cclxi 

So let our lips and lives express - a 132 
Stand up, my soul, shake oft thy fears b 77 
Stoop down, my thoughts, that use to rise b 28 
Strait is the, way, the door is strait b 161 

T ERRIBLE God, who reign’st on high b 22 
1 hat awful day will surely come b 107 
Thee we. adore. Eternal Name - b 55 
The glories of my Maker, God - b 71 
The God of mercy be ador’d - c 30 

The King of Glory sends his Son - b 136 
The lands that long in darkness lay a 13 

The law by Moses came - - - a 118 

The law commands and makes us know b 121 
The Lord declares his will - b 120 

I he Lord descending from above - b 126 
The Lord Jehovah reigns b 169 

The Lord on high proclaims - - a 85 

The majesty of Solomon b 113 

The memory of our dying Lord - c 15 

The promise of my Father’s love - c 3 
The promise was divinely free b 134 

I he true Messiah now appears - b 12 

The voice of my Beloved sounds - a 69 
The wondering world inquires to know a 75 
There is a house not made with hands a 110 
There is a land of pure delight - b 66 

There was an hour when Christ rejoic’d a’ 11 
These glorious minds, how bright they shine a 41 

This is the word of truth and love - b 138 

Thou, whom my soul admires above a 67 

Thus did the sons of Abrah’m pass - b 127 
Thus far the Lord has led me on a 80 

Thus saith the first, the great command a 116 
Thus saith the high and lofty One - a 87 
Thus saith the Ruler of the skies - b 83 

Thus saith’the mercy of the Lord - a 121 

Thus saith the wisdom of the Lord - a 93 
Thy favours, Lord, surprise our souls b 45 
Time, what an empty vapour ’tis - b 58 

’Tis by the faith of joys to come - b 129 
’Tis from the treasures of his word a 147 

’Tis not the law of ten commands r b 124 
To God the Father, God the Son - c 32 
To God the only wise - - a 51 

To God the Father’s throne - c 40 

To him who chose us first - c 39 


OClxil TABLE OF HYMNS. 

To our eternal Goa - - - c 41 

’Twas by an order from the Lord - b 131 
’Twas on that dark, that doleful night c 1 
’Twas the commission of our Lord - a 52 

V AIN are the hopes the sons of men a 94 
Vain are the hopes that rebels place a. 99 
Unshaken as the sacred hill - a 22 

Up to the fields where angels lie - b 41 
Up to the Lord, who reigns on high b 46 

W E are a garden wall’d around - a 74 
We bless the prophet of the Lord b 132 
We sing th’ amazing deeds - c 17 

We sing the glories of thy love - a 56 
Welcome, sweet day of rest - b 14 

Well, the Redeemer’s gone - - - b 36 

What different powers of grace and sin b 143 
What equal honours shall we bring - a 63 
What happy men or angels these - a 40 

What mighty man, or mighty God - a 28 

Whence do our mournful thoughts arise a 32 

When I can read my title clear - b 65 

When in the light of faith divine - b 101 
Wlien I survey the wondrous cross c 7 

When we are rais’d from deep distress a 55 
When strangers stand and hear me tell a 76 
When the first parents of our race - b 78 

When the great Builder arch’d the skies b 24 

Where are the mourners, saith the Lord b 154 

Who can describe the joys that rise - a 101 
Who has believ'd thy word - a 141 

Who is this fair one in distress - a 78 

Who shall the Lord’s elect condemn a 14 

Why did the Jews proclaim their rage a 4 

Why does your face, ye humble souls b 85 

Why do we mourn departing friends - b 3 
Why is my heart so far from thee b 20 

Why should the children of a King a 144 

Why should this earth delight us so - b 164 
Why should we start and fear to die b 31 
With cheerful voice I sing - a 148 

With holy fear and humble song -• b 44 

With joy we meditate the grace - a 125 

Y E angels round the throne - - c 36 

Ye sons of Adam, vain and young a 89 
Ye that obey th’ immortal King - a 34 
ZION rejoice, and Judah sing - - b 111 


HYMNS 


AND 

SPIRITUAL SONGS. 


BOOK I. 

COLLECTED FROM THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 


Hymn 1. Common Metre. [*] 

A new song to the Lamb that was slain. 
Rev. v. 6, 8, 9—12. 

1 TJEHOLD the glories of the Lamb, 

JL> Amidst his Father’s throne: 

Prepare new honours for his name. 

And songs before unknown. 

2 Let elders worship at his feet, 

The church adore around, 

With vials full of odours sweet, 

And harps of sweeter sound. 

3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, 

And these the hymns they raise: 

Jesus is kind to our complaints, 

He loves to hear our praise. 

4 [Eternal Father, who shall look 

Into thy secret v/ill ? 

Who but the Son shall take that book, 

And open every seal? 

5 He shall fulfil thy great decrees, 

The Son deserves it well; 

Lo, in his hand the sovereign keys 
Of heaven, and death, and hell!] 

6 Now to the Lamb, that once was slain. 

Be endless blessings paid; 

Salvation, glory, joy remain 
Forever on thy head. 








Hymn 2, 3 . 


264 


B. I. 


^ Thou hast redeem’d our souls with blood, 

Hast set the prisoners free ; 

Hast made us kings and priests to God, 

And we shall reign with thee. 

8 The worlds of nature of grace 
Are put beneath thy power; 

Then shorten these delaying days, 

And bring the promis’d hour. 

Hymn 2. Long Metre. [$] 

The Deity and humanity of Christ. John i. 1» 
3, 14. Col. i. 16. and Eph. iii. 9, 10. 

1 "C'RE the blue heavens were stretch’d abroad, 
L From everlasting was the Word : 

With God he was; the Word was God, 

And must divinely be ador’d. 

2 By his own power were all things made 
By him supported, all things stand : 

He is the whole creation’s head, 

And angels fly at his command. 

3 Ere sin was bcrn, or Satan fell, 

He led the host of morning stars; 

(Thy generation who can tell, 

Or count the number of thy years ?) 

4 But lo, he leaves those heavenly forms; 

The Word descends and dwells in clay, / 
That he may hold converse with worms, 
Dress’d in such feeble flesh as they. 

5 Mortals with joy beheld his face, 

Th’ eternal Father’s only Son! 

How full of truth! how full of grace! 

When through his flesh the Godhead shone! 

6 Archangels leave their high abode, 

To learn new mysteries here, and tell 
The love of our descending God, 

The glories of Immanuel. 

Hymn 3. Short Metre. [&] N 

The nativity of Christ. Luke i. 30, &c.—il 10, See 
1 T>EH0LD the grace appears, 

D The promise is fulfill’d; 

Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears. 

And Jesus is the child. 





Hymn 5. 


265 


B. L 

2 [The Lord, the highest God, 

Calls him his only Son ; 

He bids him rule the lands abroad. 

And gives him David’s throne. 

3 O’er Jacob shall he reign 
With a peculiar sway ; 

The nations shall his grace obtain, 

His kingdom ne’er decay.] 

4 To bring the glorious news, 

A heavenly form appears ; 

He tells the shepherds of their joys. 

And banishes their fears. 

5 “ Go, humble swains,” said he, 

“To David’s city tty; 

4t The promis’d infant, born to-day, 

“ Doth in a manger lie. 

6 “ With looks and hearts serene, 

“ Go visit Christ your King 

And straight a flaming troop was seen; 
The shepherds heard them sing, 

^ “ Glory to God on high, 

“ And heavenly peace on earth ; 

“ Good will to men, to angels joy, 

“ At the Redeemer’s birth.” 

2 [In worship so divine 

Let saints employ their tongues. 

With the celestial hosts we join. 

And loud repeat their songs: 

9 “Glory to God on high, 

“ And heavenly peace on earth; 

“ Good will to men, to angels joy, 

“ At our Redeemer’s birth.”] 

Hymn 4. Referred to the 2 d Realm. 

Hymn 5. Common Metre, [b] 

Submission to afflictive / irovidcnces . Job i. 2L 
1 XJAKED as from the earth we came, 

IN And crept to life at first. 

We to the earth return again. 

And mingle with our dust. 

3 The dear delights wc here enjoy. 

And foir.’ly call our own, 

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266 


B. I. 


Hymn 6, 7. 

Are but shirt favours borrow’d now, 
To be repay’d anon. 

3 ’Tis God that lifts our comforts high, 

Or sinks them in the grave; 

He gives, and (blessed be his name !) 
He takes but what he gave. 

4 Peace, all our angry passions, then; 

Let each rebellious sigh 
Be silent at Iris sovereign will, 

And every murmur die. 

5 If smiling mercy crown our lives. 

Its praises shall be spread; 

And we’ll adore the justice too 
That strikes our comforts dead. 


Hymn 6. Common Metre. 

Triumph over death. Job xix. 25, 26, 27. 



I yield my body to the dust. 
To dwell with follow clay. 


2 Yet faith may triumph o’er the grave. 

And trample on the tombs ; 

My Jesus, my Redeemer lives, 

My God, my Saviour comes. 

3 The mighty Conqueror shall appear 

High on a royal seat, 

And death, the last of all Iris foes. 

Lie vanquish’d at his feet. 

4 Though greedy worms devour my skin. 

And gnaw mv wasting flesh, 

When God shall build my bones again. 

He’ll clothe them all afresh. 

5 Then shall I see thy lovely face 

With strong immortal eyes, 

And feast upon thy unknown grace 
With pleasure and surprise. 

Hymn 7. Common Metre. [^] 

The invitation of the gospel; or, spiritual food 
and clothing. Isa. lv. 1, 2, &c. 

1 T ET every mortal ear attend, 

And every heart rejoice ; 





Hymn 8. 


267 


B. I. 

1 he trumpet of the gospel sounds 
With an inviting voice. 

'2 “ Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls, 

“ r I'hat feed upon the wind, 

“ And vainly strive with earthly toys 
“To fill an empty mind : 

3 “ Eternal Wisdom has prepar’d 

“ A soul-reviving feast, 

“ And bids your longing appetites 
“ The rich provision taste. 

4 “ Ho! ye that pant for living streams, 

“And pine away, and die; < 

“ Here you may quench your raging thirst 
“ With springs that never dry. 

5 “ Rivers of love and mercy here 

“ In a rich ocean join; 

“ Salvation in abundance hows, 

“ Like floods of milk and wine. 

6 [“Ye perishing and naked poor, 

“ Who work with mighty pain 
“To weave a garment of your own, 

“ That will not hide your sin ; 

7 “ Come naked, and adorn your souls 

“ In robes prepar’d by God, 

“ Wrought by the labours of his Son, 

“ And dy’cl in his own blood.”] 

8 Dear God ! the treasures of thy love 

Are everlasting mines, 

Deep as our helpless miseries are. 

And boundless as our sins! 

9 The happy gates of gospel grace 

Stand open night and day : 

Lord, we are come to seek supplies. 

And drive our wants away. 

Hymn 8 . Common Metre. [$] 

The safety and protection of the church. Isa. xxvi. 1 — 6. 

1 T_J OW honourable is the place 
A I Where we adoring stand ; 

Zion, the glory of the earth, 

And beauty of the land ! 

2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend 

The city where we dwell; 




268 Hymn 9. B. I. 

The walls, of strong salvation made, 

Defy th’ assaults of hell. 

3 Lift up the everlasting gates. 

The doors wide open fling; 

Enter, ye nations that obey 
The statutes of our King. 

4 Here shall you taste unmingled joys. 

And live in perfect peace; 

You that have known Jehovah’s name, 

And ventur’d on his grace. 

5 Trust in the Lord, forever trust. 

And banish all your fears: 

Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, 

Eternal as his years. 

6 What though the rebels dwell on high. 

His arm shall bring them low : 

Low as the caverns of the grave 
Their lofty heads shall bow. 

7 On Babylon our feet shall tread 

In that rejoicing hour; 

The ruins of her walls shall spread 
A pavement for the poor. 

Hymn 9. Common Metre. [*] 

The promises of the covenant of grace. Isa. lv. 1, 2. 
Zech. xiii. 1. Mic. vii. 19. Ezek. xxxvL 25, &c. 

1 TN vain we lavish out our lives 
X To gather empty wind ; 

The choicest blessings earth can yield 
Will starve a hungry mind. 

2 Come, and the Lord shall feed our souls 

With more substantial meat. 

With such as saints in glory love, 

With such as angels eat. 

3 Our God will every want supply. 

And fill our hearts with peace ; 

He gives by covenant and by oath 
The riches of his grace. 

4 Come, and he’ll cleanse our spotted souls. 

And wash away our stains, 

In the dear fountain that his Sen 
Pour’d from his dying veins. 

5 [Our guilt shall vanish all away. 

Though black as hell before; 




B. I. 


Hymn 10. 


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Our sin shall sink beneath the sea, 

And shall be found no more. 

6 And lest pollution should o’erspread 

Our inward powers again, 

His Spirit shall bedew our souls. 

Like purifying rain.] 

7 Our heart, that flinty, stubborn thing. 

That terrors cannot move, 

That fears no threatenings of his wrath. 

Shall be dissolv’d by love. 

8 Or he can take the flint away, 

That would not be refin’d; 

And from the treasures of his grace, 

Bestow a softer mind. 

0 There shall his sacred Spirit dwell, 

And deep engrave his law; 

And every motion of our souls 
To swift obedience draw. 
iO Thus will he pour salvation down, 

And we shall render praise ; 

We the dear people of his love. 

And he our God of grace. 

Hymn 10. Short Metre. [$] 

The blessedness of gospel times', or, the revelation of Christ 
to Jews and Ccntiles. Isa. v. 2, 7-10. Math. xiii. 16, 17, 

1 T TOW beauteous are their feet, 
n Who stand on Zion’s hill ! 

Who bring salvation on their tongues, 

And words of peace reveal 

2 How charming is their voice ! 

How sweet the tidings are ! 

“ Zion, behold thy Saviour King, 

“ He reigns and triumphs here/’ 

3 How happy are our ears. 

That hear this joyful sound. 

Which kings and prophets waited for, 

And sought, but never found! 

4 How blessed are our eyes, 

That see this heavenly light; 

Prophets and kings desir’d it long, 
put dy’d without the sight! 

Y 2 




270 


Hymn 11, 12. B. I. 


5 The watchmen join their voice. 

And tuneful notes employ ; 

Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 

And deserts learn the joy. 

S The Lord makes bare his arm 
Through all the earth abroad: 

Let every nation now behold 
Their Saviour and their God. 

Hymn 11. Long Metre. [^] 

The humble enlightened, and carnal reason humbled; 
or, the sovereignty of grace. Luke x. 21, 22. 

1 ’'"INHERE was an hour when ChrisJ rejoic'd, 

I And spoke his joy in words ot praise; 

“ Father, I thank thee, mighty God, 

“ Lord of the earth, and heavens, and seas. 

2 “ I thank thy sovereign power and love, 

“ That crowns my doctrine with success ; 

“ And makes the babes in knowledge learn 
“ The heights, and breadths, and lengths of grace, 

3 “ B-ut all this glory lies conceal’d 

“ From men of prudence and of might; 

“ The prince of darkness blinds their eyes, 

“ And their own pride resists the light. 

4 “ Father, ’tis thus, because thy will 

“ Chose and ordain’d it should be so; 

“ ’Tis thy delight t’ abase the proud, 

“ And lay the haughty scomer low. 

5 “ There’s none can know the Father right, 

“ But those who learn it from the Son ; 

“ Nor can the Son be well receiv’d, 

“ But where the Father makes him known. 

6 “ Then let our souls adore our God, 

“ That deals his graces as ho please ; 

“ Nor gives to mortals an account 
“ Or of his actions, or decrees.” 

Hymn 12. Common Metre. 

Free grace in revealing Christ. Luke x. 21. 

1 TESUS, the man of constant grief, 

. 9 A mourner all his days ; 
jlis spirit once rejoic’d aloud. 

And turn’d his jov to praise: 







B. L Hymn 13, 14. 271 

2 “ Father, I thank thy wondrous love, 

“That hath reveal’d thy Son 
“To men unlearned; and to babes 
“Has made thy gospel known. 

3 “ The mysteries of redeeming grace 

“ Are hidden from the wise :* 

“ While pride and carnal reasonings join 
“To swell and blind their eyes.” 

4 Thus doth the Lord of heaven and earth 

His great decrees fulfil, 

And orders all his works of grace 
By his ow n sovereign will. 

Hymn 13. Long Metre. [E] 

The Son of God incarnate ; or, the titles and the 
kingdom of Christ. Isa. ix. 2, 6, 7. 

1 "TTIE lands that long in darkness lay, 

f Now have beheld a heavenly light; 
Nations that sat in death’s cckl shade 
Are bless’d with beams divinely bright. 

2 The virgin’s promis’d Son is bom ; 

Behold th’ expected Child appear ! 

What shall his names or titles be ? 

“The Wonderful, the Counsellor!” 

3 [This infant is the Mighty God, 

Come to be suckled and ador’d ; 

Tli’ Eternal Father, Prince of Peace, 

The Son of David, and his Lord.] 

4 The government of earth and seas 
Upon his shoulders shall be laid ; 

His wide dominion shall increase. 

And honours to his name be paid. 

5 Jesus, the holy Child, shall sit 
High on his father David’s throne; 

Shall crush his foes beneath his feet, 

And reign to ages yet unknown. 

Hymn 14. Long Metre. [E] 

The triumph of faith ; or, Christ's unchangeable 
love. Rom. viii. 33, See. 

2 Y X7HO shall the Lord’s elect condemn ? 

V V ’Tis God that justifies their souls ; 

And mercy, like a mighty stream, 

O’er all their sins .divinely rolls. 







272 


Hymn 15. 


B. I. 


2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? 

’Tis Christ that suffer’d in their stead; 

And, the salvation to fulfil. 

Behold him rising from the dead ! 

3 He lives ! he lives! and sits above. 

Forever interceding there! 

Who shall divide us from his love. 

Or what should tempt us to despair ? 

4 Shall persecution, or distress. 

Famine, or sword, cr nakedness 1 ? 

He that hath lov’d us bears us through. 

And makes us more than conquerors too. 

5 Faith hath an overcoming power; 

It triumphs in the dying hour ; 

Christ is our life, our joy, cur hope. 

Nor can we sink with such a prop. 

6 Not all that men on earth can do. 

Nor powers on high, nor powers below. 
Shall cause his mercy to remove* 

Or wean our hearts from Christ our love. 

Hymn 15. Long Metre, [g] 

Our own weakness ; or , Christ our strength. 
2 Cor. xii. 7, 9, 10. 

1 T ET me hut hear my Saviour say, 

L “Strength shall be equal to the day,” 
Then I’ll rejoice in deep distress. 

Leaning oil all-sufficient grace. 

2 I glory in infirmity. 

That Christ’s own power may rest on me ; 
When I am weak, then am I strong, 

Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 

3 I can do all things, or can bear 
All sufferings, if my Lord be there : 

Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains. 
While liis left hand my head sustains. 

4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn. 

And we attempt the work alone. 

When new temptations spring and rise. 

We find how great our weakness is. 

5 So Samson, when his hair was lost. 

Met the Philistines te his cost; 





273 


B. I. Hymn 16 — 18 . 


Shook his vain limbs with sad surprise, 

Made feeble fight, and lost his eyes. 

HyxMn 16.' Common Metre. [*] 

Hosanva to Christ. Matt. xxi. 9. Luke xix. 38, 40. 

1 OS ANNA to the royal Son 
A A Of David’s ancient line ! 

His natures two, his person one, 

Mysterious and divine. • 

2 The Root of David here, we find. 

And Offspring is the same; 

Eternity and time are join’d 
In our- Immanuel’s name. 

S Bless’d he that comes to wretched men 
With peaceful news from heaven ! 

Hosannas of the highest strain 
To Christ the Lord be given ! 

4 Let mortals ne’er refuse to take 
Th* hosanna on their tongues, 

Lest rocks and stones should rise and break 
Their silence into songs. 

Hymn IV. Common Metre. [*] 


Victory over death. 1 Cor. xv. 55, &c. 

1 /A FOR an overcoming faith 
v_7 To cheer my dying horn's, 

To triumph o’er the monster, death, 

And all his frightful powers. 

2 Joyful, with all the strength I have. 

My quivering lips shouttl sing, 

“ Where is thy boasted victory, grave > 

“ And where the monster’s sting ?” 

3 If sin be pardon’d. I’m secure; 

Death hath no sting beside : > 

The law gives sin its damning power; 

But Christ, my ransom, dy’d. 

4 Now to the God of victory 

Immortal thanks lie paid, 

Who makes 11 s conqu’rors, while we die, 
Through Christ, our living head._ 

AIymn 18. Common Metre. [b] 

Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord. Rev. xiv.l 3. 
1 T T EAR what the voice from heaven proclaims 
AT For all the pious dead; 







B. I. 


274 Hymn 19, 20. 

Sweet is the savour of their names. 
And soft their sleeping bed. 

2 They die in Jesus, and are bless’d; 

How kind their slumbers are! 

From sufferings and from sins releas’d, 
And freed from every snare. 

3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 

They’re present with the Lord ! 

The labours of their mortal life 
End in a large reward. 


Hymn 19. Common Metre. [&] 

The song of Simeon ; or , death made desirable, 
Luke ii. 27, £cc. 


1 T ORD, at thv temple we appear, 

X-j As happy Simeon came, 

And hope to meet our Saviour here; 

O make our joys the same! 

2 With what divine and vast delight 

The good old man was fill’d, 

When fondly in his wither’d aims 
He clasp'd the holy child! 

3 “Now I can leave this world,” he cry’d; 

“ Behold thy servant dies ! 

“ I’ve seen thy great salvation. Lord, 

“ And close *my peaceful eyes. 

4 “ This is the Light prepar’d to shine 

“Upon the Gentile lands; 

“Thine Israel’s glory, and their hope, 
“To break their slavish bands.” 


5 [Jesus! the , vision of thy face 

Hath overpowering charms ! 

Scarce shall I feel death’s cold embrace, 

If Christ be in my arms. 

6 Then, while ye hear my heart-strings break, 

How sweet my minutes roll! 

A mortal paleness on my cheek. 

And glory in my soul.] 

Hymn 20 . Common Metre. {jg] 

Spiritual apparel; namely , the robe of righteous¬ 
ness, and garments of salvation. Isa. lxi. 10. 

1 A WAKE, my heart, arise, my tongue, 

H Prepare a tuneful voice; 





Hymn 21 


275 


B, I. 


In God, the life of all my joys, 

Aloud will I rejoice. 

2 ’Tis lie adorn’d my naked soul, 

And made salvation mine; 

Upon a poor polluted worm 
He makes his graces shine. 

5 And, lest the shadow of a spot 
Should on ray soul be found. 

He took the robe the Saviour wrought, 

And cast it all around. 

4 How far the heavenly robe- exceeds 

What -arthlv princes wear! 

These ornaments, how bright they shine ! 
How white the garments are! 

5 The Spirit wrought my faith and love, 

And hone, and every grace; 

But Jesus spent his life to work 
The robe of righteousness. 

6 Strangely, my soul, art thou array’d 

By the great sacred Three! 

In sweetest harmony of praise 
Let all thy powers agree. 

Hymn 21 . Common Metre. [$$] 

A vision of {hr kingdom of Christ among men. 
Rev. xxi. 1 — i . 

1 T O, what a glorious sight appears 
In To our believing eyes ! 

The earth and seas are pass’d aw»ay. 

And the cld rolling skies. 

2 From the third heaven, where God resides, 

That holy, happy place. 

The New Jerusalem comes down. 

Adorn’d with shining grace. 

3 Attending angels shout for joy, 

And the bright armies sing, 

“ Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
“Of your descending King. 

4 “ The God of Glory down to men 
“ Removes his blessYI abode ;, 

Men, the dear objects of his grace, 

“ And he the loving God. 


a 





276 Hymn 24 , 25 . B. I. 

5 “ His own soft hand shall wipe the tears 

“ From every weeping eye ; 

“ And pains, and groans, and griefs, and teal's, 
“ And death itself shall die. 

6 Hew long, dear Saviour, O how long 

Shall this bright hour delay ? 

Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time. 

And bring the welcome, day. 

Hymns. 22, 23. Referred to the V25th Psalm 

Hymn 24 . Long Metre, [b] 

The rich sinner dying. Psalm xlix. 6, 9. Eccles. 
viii. 8. Job iii. 14, 15. 

1 TN vain the wealthy mortals toil, 

-1 And heap their shining dust in vain ; 

Look down and scorn the* humble poor. 

And boast their lofty hills of gain. 

2 Their golden cordials cannot case 
Their pained hearts, or aching heads, 

Nor fright, nor bribe approaching death 
From glittering roofs and downy beds. 

3 Their lingering, their unwilling souls 
The dismal summons roust obey. 

And bid «. long, a sad farewel * 

To tiie pale lump of lifeless clay. 

4 Thence they are huddled to the grave. 

Where kings and slaves have equal thrones 
Their Ixmes without distinction lie 
Amongst the heaps of meaner bones. 

The rest referred to the 49 ;th Psalm . 

Hymn 25. Long Metre. [%] 

A vision of the J^amb. Rev. v. 6—9. 

1 A LL mortal vanities, be gone, 

-t\. Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears; 
Behold amidst th’ eternal throne 
A vision of the Lamb appears. 

2 [Glory his fleecy robe adorns. 

Mark’d with the bloody death he bore ; 

Seven are his eyes, and seven his horns. 

To speak his wisdom and his power. 

3 Lo, he receives a sealed book 

From Him that sits upon the throne ; 









Hymn 25. 


277 


B. I. 


Jesus, my* Lord, prevails to look 
On dark decrees, and things unknown.] 

4 All the assembling saints around 
Fall worshipping before the Lamb, 

And in new songs of gospel sound 
Address their honours to his name. 

5 [The joy, the shout, the harmony 
Flies o’er the everlasting hills; 

“ Worthy art thou a*lone,” they cry, 

“ To read the book, to loose the seals.”] 

6 Our voices join the heavenly strain, 

And with transporting pleasure sing, 

“ Worthy the Lamb that once was slain, 
“To be our Teacher and our King!” 

7 His words of prophecy reveal 
Eternal counsels, deep designs ; 

His grace and vengeance shall fulfil 
The peaceful and the dreadful lines. 

8 Thou hast redeem’d our souls from hell 
With thine invaluable blood ; 

And wretches, that did once rebel, 

Are now made favourites of their God. 

9 Worthy forever is the Lord, 

That dy’d for treasons not his own. 

By every tongue to be ador’d, 

And dwell upon his Father’s throne ! 

Hymn 26. Common Metre. [$$] 

Hofie of heaven by the resurrection of Christ. 
1 Pet i. 3, 4, 5. 

1 TTLESS’D be the everlasting God, 

Jl) The Father of our Lord ; 

Be his abounding mercy prais’d, 

His majesty ador’d. 

2 When from the dead he rais’d his Son, 

And call’d him to the sky, 

He gave our souls a lively hope 
That they should never die. 

3 What though our inbred sins require 

Our flesh to see the dust. 

Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose. 

So all his followers must. 

4 There’s an inheritance divine 

Reserv’d against that day; 




27 S Hymn 27, 28. B. I. 

5 Tis uncorrupted, undefil’d, 

And cannot wast '3 away. 

5 Saints by the power of God are kept 
Till the salvation come; 

We walk by faith, as strangers here, 

Till Christ shall call us home. 

Hymn 27. Common Metro, [b] 

Assurance of heaven ; or, a saint prepared to 
die. 2 Tim. iv. 6, 7, 8, 18. 



Why do my minutes move so slow. 

Nor my salvation come ? 

2 With heavenly weapons I have fought 

The battles of the Lord, 

Finish’d my course, and kept the faith. 

And wait the sure reward.] 

3 God lias laid up in heaven for me 

A crown which cannot fade ; 

The righteous Judge, at that great day, . 

Shall place it on my head. 

4 Nor hath the King of Grace decreed 

This prize for me alone ; 

But all that love and long to see 
Th’ appearance of his Son. 

> Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe 
From every ill design; 

And to his heavenly kingdom take 
This ffeeble soul of mine. 

6 God is my everlasting aid, 

And hell shall rage in vain; 

To him be highest glory paid. 

And endless praise. Amen. 

Hymn 28 . Common Metre. [$;] 

The triumph of Christ over the enemies of the 
church. Isa. Ixiii. 1, 2, 3, &c. 

1 W/HAT mighty man, or mighty God, 

VV Comes travelling in state 
Along the Idumean road, 

Away from Bozrah’s gate ! 

2 T’he glory of his robes proclaims 

’Tis some victorious king: 





Hymn 29 


279 


B. I. 


“ Tis I, the just, th’ Almighty One, 

“ That your salvation bring.” 

3 Why, mighty Lord, thy saints inquire. 

Why thine apparel red ? 

And all thy vesture stain’d like those 
Who in the wine-press tread ? 

4 “I, by myself, have trod the press, 

“ And crush’d my foes alone; 

“ My y/rath has struck the rebels dead, 

“My fury stamp’d them down. 

5 “Tis Edcm’s blood that dyes my robes 

“ With joyful scarlet stains ; 

“The triumph that my raiment wears 
“ Sprung from their bleeding veins. 

6 “ Thus shall the nations be destroy’d 

“ That dare insult my saints; 

“ I have an arm t’ avenge their wrongs, 
“An ear for their complaints.” 

Hymn 29. Common Metre. [$$] 

The triumph of Christ ; or , the ruin of antichrist, 
Isa. lxiii. 4— 7. 

1 “ T LIFT my banner,” saith the Lord, 

I “ Where antichrist has stood; 

“The city of my gospel foes 
“ Shall be a field of blood. 

2 “ My heart has study’d just revenge, 

“ And now the day appears, 

“The day of my redeem’d is come, 

“To wipe away their tears. 

3 “ Quite weary is my patience grown, 

“ And bids my fury go: 

“Swift as the lightning it shall move, 

“ And be as fatal too. 

4 “ I call for helpers, but in vain : 

“ Then has my gospel none ? 

“Well, mine own arm has might enough 
“To crush my foes alone. 

5 “Slaughter and my devouring sword 

“ Shall walk the streets around, 

“ Babel shall reel beneath my stroke, 

“ And stagger to the ground.” 





280 


Hymn SO, 32. B. I. 

6 Thine honours, O victorious King ! 

Thine own right hand shall raise, 

While we thine awful vengeace sing, 

And our Deliverer praise. 

Hymn 30. Long Metre. [**] 

Prayer for deliverance answered. Isa.xxvi. 8—20, 

1 I N thine own ways, O God of love, 
i- We wait the visits of thy grace; 

Our souls’ desire is to thy name, 

And the remembi*ance of thy face. 

2 My thoughts are searching, Lord, for thee, 
’Mongst tne black shades of lonesome night; 
My earnest cries salute the skies 

Before fhe dawn restores the light. 

3 Look how rebellious men deride 
Tire tender patience of rnv Gal; 

But they shall see thy lifted hand. 

And feel the scourges of thy rod. 

4 Hark! the Eternal rends the sky, 

A mighty voice before him goes, 

A voice of music to his friends. 

But threatening thunder to his foes. 

5 “ Come, children, to your Father’s arms, 

“Hide in the chambers of my grace, 

“Till the fierce storms be overblown, 

“ And my revenging fury cease. 

6 “My sword shall boast its thousands slain, 

“ And drink the blood of haughty kings, 

“ While heavenly peace around my flock 
“Stretches its soft and shady wings.” 

Hymn 31. Referred to the 1st Psalm. 

Hymn 32. Common Metre. [*] 

Strength from heaven. Isa. xl. 27—30. 

1 X 7HENCE do our mournful thoughts arise ? 
VV And where’s our courage fled? 

Has restless sin, and raging hell 
Struck all our comforts dead ? 

2 Have we forgot the Almighty Name 

That form’d the earth and sea? 

And can an all-creating arm 
Grow weary, or decay ? 







Hymn 39 


281 


RJ. 

3 Treasures of everlasting might 

In our Jehovah dwell; 

He gives the conquest to the weak, 

And treads their foes to hell. 

4 Mere mortal power shall fade and die. 

And youthful vigour cease ; 

But we that wait upon the Lord 
Shall feel our strength increase. 

5 The saints shall mount on eagles’ wings, 

And taste the promis’d bliss, 

/ Till their unwearied feet arrive 
Where perfect pleasure is. 

Hymns 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 33. Referred to Psalms 
131, 134, 67, 73, 90, and 84. 

Hymn 39. Common Metre, [^c] 
God’s tender care of his church . Isa. xlix, 13, 8cc, 

1 j^TOW shall my inward joys arise, 

IN And burst into a song ; 

Almighty love inspires my heart, 

And pleasure tunes my tongue, 

2 God, on his thirsty Sion hill, 

Some mercy drops has thrown; 

And solemn oaths have bound his love 
To shower salvation down, 

3 Why do we then indulge our fears, 

Suspicions and complaints ? 

Is he a God, and shall his grace 
Grow weary of his saints? 

4 Can a kind woman e’er forget 

The infant of her womb. 

And, ’mongst a thousand tender thoughts, 

Her suckling have no room? 

5 “ Yet, saith the Lord, should nature change, 

“ And mothers monsters prove, 

“ Sion still dwells upon the heart 
“ Of everlasting love. 

6 “ Deep on the palms of both my hands 

“1 have engrav’d her name; 

My hand shall raise her ruin’d walls, 

'‘And build her broken frame.” 





Hymn 40, 41 


2 82 


B. I. 


Hymn 40. Long Metre. [$] 

The business and blessedness of glorified saints. 
Rev. vii. 13, &c. 

1 “ T17HAT happy men, or angels these, 

V V “ That all their robes are spotless white ? 
“ Whence did this glorious troop arrive 
“ At the pure realms of heavenly light ? ” 

2 From torturing racks, and burning fires, 
Through seas of their own blood they came; 
But nobler blood has wash’d their robes. 
Flowing from Christ, the dying Lamb. 

3 Nov/ they approach th’ Almighty Throne 
With loud hosannas night and day ; 

Sweet anthems to the great Three-One 
Measure their blest eternity. 

4 No more shall hunger pain their souls; 

He bids their parching thirst be gone ; 

And spreads the shadow of his wings 
To screen them from the scorching sun. 

5 The Lamb, that fills the middle throne. 

Shall shed around his milder beams; 

There shall they feast on his rich love. 

And drink full joys from living streams. 

6 Thus shall their mighty bliss renew 
Through the vast round of endless years; 

And the soft hand of sovereign grace 

Heals all their wounds, and wipes their tears. 

Hymn 41. Common Metre. [&] 


The same ; or , the martyrs glorified. Rev. vii. 13, 



“How came, they to the happy seats 
*‘Of everlasting day?” 


2 From torturing pains to endless joys, 

On fiery wheels they rode, 

And strangely ■wash’d their raiment white 
In Jesus’ dying blood. 

3 Now they approach a spotless God, 

And bow before his throne ; 

Their warbling harps and sacred songs 
Adore the Holy One, 




B. I. 


Htmn 42. 


283 


4 The unveil’d glories of his face 

Amongst his saints reside. 

While the rich treasure of his grace 
Sees all their wants supply’d. 

5 Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls. 

And hunger flee as fast; 

The fruit of life’s immortal tree 
Shall be their sweet repast. 

6 The Lamb shall lead his heavenly flock 

Where living fountains rise, 

And love divine shall wipe away 
The sorrows of t heir eyes. 

Hymn 42. Common Metre, [b] 

Divine wrath and mercy ; from Nahum i. l, &c. 

1 A DORE and tremble, for our God 

Is a consuming Jirc ;* 

His jealous eyes his wrath inflame, 

And raise his vengeance higher. 

2 Almighty vengeance, how it burns! 

How bright his fury glows! 

Vast magazines of plagues and storms 
Lie treasur’d for his foes. 


3 Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees 

Are forc’d into a flame; 

But kindled. Oh ! how fierce they blaze! 
And rend all nature’s frame. 

4 At his approach the mountains flee. 

And seek a watery grave ; 

The frighted sea makes haste away. 

And shrinks up every wave. 

5 Through the wide air the weighty rocks 

Are swift as hail-stones hurl’d : 

Who dares engage his fiery rage. 

That shakes the solid world ? 


6 Yet, mighty God ! thy sovereign grace 

Sits regent on the throne. 

The refuge of thy chosen race 
When wrath comes rushing down. 

7 Thy hand shall on rebellious kings 

A fiery tempest pour, 

While we, beneath thy sheltering wing^ 
Thy just revenge adore. 

* 00 





284 


Hymn 45, 48. 


B. I. 


Hymn 43. Referred to the 100 th Psalm. 

Hymn 44. Referred to the 133 d Psalm. 

Hymn 45. Common Metre. [*] 

The last judgment. Rev. xxi. 5—8. 

1 CEE where the great incarnate God 
O Fills a majestic throne, 

While from the skies his awful voice 
Bears the last judgment down. 

2 [“I am the ftrst, and I the last, 

“ Through endless years the same; 

“*I AM is my memorial still, 

“ And my eternal name. 

3 “Such favours as a God can give, 

“ My royal grace bestows; 

“Ye thirsty souls, come, taste the streams; 
Where life and pleasure flows.] 

4 [“ The saint that triumphs o’er his sins, 

“I’ll own him for a son; 

“The whole creation shall reward 
“ The conquests he has won. 

5 “But bloody hands, and hearts unclean, 

“And all the lying race, 

“ The faithless and the scoffing crew, 

“ That spurn at offer’d grace ; 

6 “ They shall be taken from my sight, 

u Bound fast in iron chains, 

“And headlong plung’d into the lake 
“ Where fire and darkness reigns.”] 

7 O may I stand before the Lamb 

When earth and seas are fled! 

And hear the Judge pronounce my name 
With blessings on my head. 

8 May I with those forever dwell, 

Who here were my delight, 

While sinners, banish’d down to hell, 

&o more offend my sight. 

Hymns 46, and 4 7. Referred to Psalm 148, 

and Psalm 3. 


Hymn 48. Long Metre. [>&] 

The Christian race. Isa. xl. 28—31. 


1 A WAKE, our souls, (away, our fears, 
A Eet every trembling thought be gone !) 






285 


B. I. Hymn 49. 


Awake, and run the heavenly race, 

And put a cheerful courage on. 

2 True, ’tis a strait and thorny road. 

And mortal spirits tire and taint; 

But they forget the mighty God, 

That feeds the strength of every saint. 

3 The mighty God, whose matchless power 
Is ever new and ever young, 

Aod firm endures, while endless years 
Their everlasting circle* run. 

4 From thee, the overflowing spring, 

Our souls shall drink a fresh supply. 
While such as trust their native strength 
Shall melt away, and dreop, and die. 


5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, 

We’ll mount aloft to thine abodes 
On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 


Hymn 49. Common Metre. [&] 

The works of Moses and the Lamb. Rev. xv. S’ 

1 TT O W strong thine arm is, mighty God ! 

X± Who would not fear thy name? 

Jesus, how sweet thy graces are! 

Who ‘would not love the Lamb? 

2 He has done more than Moses did. 

Our Prophet and our King; 

From bonds of hell he freed our souls. 

And taught our lips to sing. 

3 In the Red Sea, by Moses’ hand, 

Th’ Egyptian host was drown’d ; 

But his own blood hides all our sins, 

And guilt no more is found. 

4 When through the desert Israel went, 

With manna they were fed; 

Our Lord invites us to his flesh. 

And calls it living bread. 


5 Moses beheld the promis’d land. 

Yet never reach’d the place; 

But Christ shall bring his followers home, 
To see his Father’s face. 

6 Then shall our love and joy be full, 

And feel a warmer flame, 





286 Hymn 50, 51. B. I. 

And sweeter voices tune the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb. 

Hymn 50. Common Metre. [*] 

The song of Zacharias , and the message of John 
the Baptist; or, light and salvation by Jesus 
Christ. Luke i. 68, &c. John i. 29, 32, 

1 \TOW be the God of Israel bless’d, 

IN Who makes his truth appear; 

His mighty hand fulfils his word. 

And all the oaths he sware. 

2 Now he bedews old David’s root, 

With blessings from the skies; 

He makes the branch of promise grow. 

The promis’d horn arise. 

3 [John was the prophet of th? Lord, 

To go before nis face; 

The herald which our Saviour God 
Sent to prepare his ways. 

4 He makes th,e great salvation known, 

He speaks of pardon’d sins; 

Whiie grace divine, and heavenly love, 

In its own glory shines. 

5 “Behold the Lamb of God,” he cries, 

“ That takes our guilt away : 

“I saw the Spirit o’er his head 
“ On his baptizing day.] 

6 “ Be every vale exalted high, 

“ Sink every mountain low; 

“The proud must stoop, and humble souls 
“ Shall his salvation know. 

7 “ The heathen realms with Israel’s land 

“ Shall join m sw T eet accord ; 

“ And all that’s bom of man shall see 
“ The glory of the Lord. 

8 “ Behold the Morning Star arise, 

“Ye that in darkness sit; 

“He marks the path that leads to peace, 

“ And guides our doubtful feet” 

Hymn 51. Short Metre. [&] 

Preserving gi'ace. Jude 24, 25. 

O God the only wise, 

Our Saviour and our King, 


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Hymn 52. 


287 


B. I. 


Let air the saints below the skies 
Their humole praises bring. 

2 ’Tis his almighty love, 

His counsel and his care, 

Preserves us safe from sin and death, 

And every hurtful snare. 

S He will present our souls 
Unblemish’d and complete, 

Before the glory of his face. 

With joys divinely great. 

4 Then all the chosen seed 
Shall meet around the throne, 

Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 

And make his wonders known. 

5 To our Redeemer God 
Wisdom and power belongs, 

Immortal crowns of majesty, 

And everlasting songs. 

Hymn 52. Long Metre. [$:] 

Ba/itisin. Matt, xxviii. 19. Acts ii. 38. 

1 ,r I ’WAS the commission of the Lord, 

JL “Go, teach the nations, and baptize.” 
The nations have receiv’d the word 
Since he ascended to the skies. 

2 He sits upon th* eternal hills, 

With grace and pardon in his hands. 

And sends hi? covenant with the seals, 

To bless the darksome Gentile lands. 

3 “Repent, and be baptiz’d,” he saith, 

“ For the remission of your sins 
And thus our sense assists our faith, 

And shews us what his gospel means, 

4 Our souls he washes in his blood. 

As water makes the body clean; 

And the good Spirit from our God 
Descends like purifying rain. 

5 Thus we engage ourselves to thee, 

And seal our covenant with the Lord $ 

O may the great Eternal Three 

In heaven our solemn vows record ! 





288 


Hymn 53, 54. 


B. I. 


Hymn 53. Long Metre. 

The Holy Scri/itures . Heb. i. 1. 2 Tim. iii. 15,16; 
Psalm cxlvii. 19, 20. 


1 OD, who in various methods tdd 
vJ His- mind and will to saints of old. 

Sent his own Son with truth and grace,. 

To teach us in these latter days. 

2 Our nation reads the written word. 

The book of life, that sure record: 

The bright inheritance of heaven 

Is by the sweet conveyance given. 

3 God’s kindest thoughts are here express’d. 
Able to make us wise and bless’d; 

The doctrines are divinely true. 

Fit for reproof and comfort too. 

4 Ye people all, who read his love 
In long epistles from aiwve, 

(He hath not sent his sacred word 
To every land) praise ye the Lord. 

Hymn 54. Long Metre. [$$] 

Electing grace ; or, taints beloved in Christ. Eph. i. 3, 5cc, 

1 TESUS, we bless thy Father’s name; 

J Thy God and our’s are both the same; 
What heavenly blessings from his throne 
Flow down to sinners through his Son! 

2 “ Christ be my first elect,” he said; 

Then chose our souls in Christ our head, 
Before he gave the mountains birth, 

Or laid foundations for the earth. 

3 Thus did eternal love begin 

To raise us up from death and sin ; 

Our characters were then decreed, 

** Blameless in love, a holy seed.” 

4 Predestinated to be sons, 

Bom by degrees, but chose at once; 

A new regenerated race, 

To praise the glory of his grace. 

5 With Christ, our Lord, we share a part 
In the affections of his heart; 

Nor shall our souls be thence remov’d. 

Till he forgets his First-bclov’d. 





3.1. Hymn 55, 50. 2S9 

Hymn 55. Common Metre. [$] 

Hezekiah's song', or, sickness and recovery . Isa» 
xxxviii. 9, &c. 



We take the pattern of our praise 
From Hezekiah’s tongue. 

2 The gates of the devouring grave 

Are open’d wide in vain, 

If he that holds the keys of death 
Commands them fast again. 

3 Pains of the flesh are wont t’ abuse 

Our minds with slavish fears; 

“Our days are past, and we shall lose 
“ The remnant of our years.” 

4 We chatter with a swallow’s voice. 

Or like a dove we mourn. 

With bitterness instead of joys. 

Afflicted and forlorn. 

5 Jehovah speaks the healing word, 

And no disease withstands; 

Fevers and plagues obey the Lord, 

And fly at his commands. 

6 If half the strings of life should break, 

He can our frame restore: 

He casts our sins behind his back. 

And they are found no more. 

Hymn 56. Common Metre. (*] 

The song of Moses and the Lamb; or, Babylon 
falling. Rev. xv. 3. xvi. 19. and xvii. <5. 

1 TTC7E sing the glories of thy love, 

VV We sound thy dreadful name; 

The Christum church unites the songs 
Of Moses and the Lamb. 

2 Great God! how wondrous are thy work® 

Of vengeance, and of grace! 

Thou King of Saints, Almighty Lord, 

How just and true thy ways ! 

3 Who dares refuse to fear thy name, 

Or worship at thy throne! 

Thv judgments speak thy holiness, 

'Through ah the nations known. 

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290 


Hymn 5 7. 


B. I. 


4 Great Babylon, that rules the earth. 

Drunk with the martyrs’ blood. 

Her crimes shall speedily awake 
The fury of our God. 

5 The cup of wrath is ready mix’d. 

And she must drink the dregs; 

Strong is the Lord, her sovereign Judge, 

And shall fulfil the plagues. 

Hymn 57. Common Metre, [b] 

Original sin ; or, the first and second Adam. Rom. 
v. 12, &c. Psal. li. 5. Job xiv. 4. 


1 T> ACKWARD with humble shame we look 
J3 On our original; 

How is our nature dash’d and broke 
In our first father’s fall! 

2 To all that’s good, averse and blind. 

But prone to all that’s ill ; 

What dreadful darkness veils oar mind ? 
How obstinate our will! 

3 Conceiv’d in sin (O wretched state) 

Before we draw our breath. 

The first young pulse begins to beat 
Iniquity and death. 

4 How strong in our degenerate blood 

The old corruption reigns. 

And, mingling with the crooked flood. 
Wanders through all our veins! 


5 [Wild and unwholesome as the root 

Will all the branches lie; 

How can we hope for living fruit 
From such a deadly tree r 

6 What mortal power, from things unclean. 

Can pure productions bring ? 

Who can command a vital stream 
From an infected spring?] 

7 Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous love 

Can make our nature clean. 

While Christ and grace prevail above 
The tempter, death, and sin. 


8 The second Adam shall restore 
The ruins of the first; 

Hosanna to that sovereign Power 
That new-creatcs our dust! 




Hymn 58—60, 


291 


B. I. 


Hymn 58. Long Metre. .[*] 

The devil vanquished', or, Michael’s war with the dragon. 
Rev, xii. 7. 

1 T ET mortal tongues attempt to sing 

L The wars of heaven, when Michael stood 
Chief general of th’ eternal King, 

And fought the battles of our God. 

2 Against the dragon and his host 
The armies of the Lord prevail; 

In vain they rage, in vain they boast. 

Their courage sinks, their weapons fail, 

3 Down to the earth was Satan thrown, 

Down to the earth his legions fell; 

Then was the trump of triumph blown. 

And shook the dreadful deeps of hell. 

4 Now is the hour of darkness past, 

Christ has assum’d his reigning power ; 

Behold the great accuser cast 

Down from the skies, to rise no more. 

5 ’Twas by thy blood, immortal Lamb, 

Thine armies trod the tempter down ; 

’Twas by thy word and powerful name 
They gain’d the battle and renown. 

6 Rejoice, ye heavens; let every star 
Shine with new glories round the sky; 

Saints, while ye sing the heavenly war. 

Raise your Deliverer’s name on high. 

Hymn 59. Long Metre. [&] 

Babylon fallen. Rev. xviii. 20, 21. 

1 TN Gabriel’s hand a mighty stone 
J- Lies, a fair type of Babylon : 

“ Prophets rejoice, and all ye saints, 

“ God shall avenge your long complaints.” 

2 He said, and dreadful as he stood. 

He sunk the mill-stone in the flood, 

“Thus terribly shall Babel fall, 

“ Thus, and no more be found at all.’* 

Hymn 60. Long Metre. 

The virgin Mary’s scng ; or, the promised Messiah bor,n. 
Luke i. 46, &c. 

1 /^UR souls shall magnify the Lord ; 

V-/ In God the Saviour we rejoice: 






292 


Hymn 61 


B. I. 

While we repeat the virgin's song. 

May the same Spirit tune our voice. 

2 [The Highest saw her low estate, 

And mighty things his hand hath done; 

His overshadowing power and grace 
Makes her the mother of his Son. 
o Let every nation call her bless’d. 

And endless years prolong her fame ; 

But God alone must be ador’d; 

Holy and reverend is his name.] 

4 To those that fear and trust the Lord, 

His mercy stands forever sure ; 

From age to age his promise lives. 

And the performance is secure. 

5 He spake to Abrah’m and his seed, 

“ In thee shall all the earth be bless’d 
The memory of that ancient word 
Lay long in his eternal breast. 

6 But now no more shall Israel wait, 

No more the Gentiles lie forlorn; 

Lo, the Desire of Nations comes; 

Behold the promis’d seed is born ! 

Hymn 61 . Long Metre. [*] 

Christ our HighPriest and King; and Christ coming, 
to judgment. Rev. i. 5— 7. 

1 \TOW to the Lord, that makes us know 

The wonders of his dying love, 

Be humble honours paid below. 

And strains of nobler praise above. 

2 ’Twas he that cleans’d our foulest sins, 

And wash’d us in his richest blood ; 

’Tis he that makes us priests and kings, 

And brings us rebels near to God. 

3 To Jesus, our atoning Finest, 

To Jesus, our superior King, 

Be everlasting power confess’d, 

And every tongue his glory sing. 

4 Behold on flying clouds he comes. 

And every eye shall see him move; 

Though with our sins we pierc’d him once, 
Now he displays his pardoning love. 

5 The unbelieving world shall wail, 

While we rejoice to see the day; 




293 


B. I. Hymn 62, 63. 

Come, Lord; nor let thy promise fail, 

Nor let thy chariots long delay. 

Hymn 62. Common Metre. [*] 

Chi'ist Jesus, the Lamb of God , ivorshiftfied by all 
the creation. Rev. v. 11—13. 



Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 

But all their joys are one. 

2 ‘‘Worthy the Lamb that dy’d,” they cry, 

“ To be exalted thus:** 

“Worthy the Lamb,” our lips reply, 

“For "he was slain for us. 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honour and power divine; 

And blessings, more than we can give. 

Be, Lord, forever thine. 

4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 

And air, and earth, and seas. 

Conspire to raise thy glories high, 

And speak thine endless praise. 

5 The whole creation join in one. 

To bless the sacred name 
Of him, that sits upon the throne, 

And to adore the Lamb. 

Hymn 63. Long Metre. [*J 

Christ's humiliation and exaltation. Rev. v. 12. 

1 \ T THAT equal honours shall we bring 
VV To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, 

When all the notes that angels sing. 

Are far inferior to thy name? 

2 Worthy is he that once was slain. 

The Prince of Life, that groan’d and dy’d; 
Worthy to rise, and live, and reign 
At his almighty Father’s side. 

3 Power and dominion are his due, 

Who stood condemn’d at Pilate’s bar; 
Wisdom belongs to Jesus too. 

Though he was charg’d with madness there. 

4 All inches are his natjve right, 

Yet lie sustain’d amazing loss: 

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294 


Hymn 64, 65. B. I. 


To him ascribe eternal might. 

Who left his weakness on the cross. 


5 Honour immortal must be paid, 

Instead of scandal and of scorn; 

While glory shines around his head. 
And a bright crown without a thorn. 

6 Blessings forever on the Lamb, 

Who bore the curse for wretched men ; 
Let angels sound his sacred name. 

And every creature say. Amen. 


Hymn 64* *. Short Metre. [^] 
Adoption. 1 John iii. 1, &c. Gal. iv. 6. 
T)EIiOLD, what wondrous grace 


r> The Father hath bestow’d 
On sinners of a mortal race, 

To call them sons of God ! 


2 ’Tis no surprising thing. 

That we should be unknown ; 

The Jewish world knew not their King, 
God’s everlasting Son. 

3 Nor doth it yet appear 

How great we must be made; 

But when we see our Saviour here,, 

We shall be like our Head. 

4 A nope so much divine 
May trials well endure. 

May purge our souls from sense and sin, 
As Christ the Lord pure. 

5 If in my Father's love 
I share a filial 

Send down thy Spirit like a dove 
To rest upon my heart. 

<3 We would no longer lie, 

Like slaves, beneath the throne; 

Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, 

And thou the kindred own. 


Hymn 65. Long Metre. (Vj 

*fhe kingdoms of the world become the kingdom 
of the Lord; or , the day of judgment. Rev. xi. 1$. 
» T ET the seventh angel sound on high, 

Let shouts be heard through all "the sky; 





B. I. 


Hymn 66 


295 


Kings ot the earth, with glad accord. 

Give up your kingdoms to the Lord. 

2 Almighty God, thy power- assume, 

Who wast, and art, and art to come: 

Jesus, the Lamb, who once was slain, 

Forever live, forever reign ! 

3 The angry nations fret and roar, 

That they can slay the saints no more; 

On wings of vengeance flies our God, 

To pay the long arrears of blood. 

4 Now must the rising dead appear; 

Now the decisive sentence hear; 

Now the dear martyrs of the Lord 
Receive an infinite reward. 

Hymn 66. Long Metre. O] 

Christ , the King , at his table. Solomon’s Song, 
i. 2—5, 12, 13, 17. 

1 T ET him embrace my soul, and prove 
L Mine interest in his heavenly love: 

The voice that tells me, “ Thou art mine,” 
Exceeds the blessings of the vine. 

2 On thee th’ anointing Spirit came. 

And spread the savour of thy name; 

That oil of gladness and of grace 
Draws virgin souls to meet thy face. 

o Jesus, allure me by thy charms; 

My soul shall fly into thine arms; 

Our wandering feet thy favours bring 
To the fair chambers of the King. 

4 [Wonder and pleasure tune our voice 
To speak thy praises and our joys ; 

Our memory keeps this love of thine 
Beyond the taste of richest wine.] 

5 Though in ourselves deform’d we are, 

And black as Kedar’s tents appear. 

Yet when we put thy beauties on, 

Fair as the courts of Solomon. 

6 [While at his table sits the King, 

He loves to see us smile and sing: 

Our graces are our best perfume. 

And breathe like spikenard round the room.] 




296 


B. I, 


Hymn 67, 68. 


7 As myrrh, new-bleeding from the tree, 

Such is a dying Christ to me : 

And while he makes my soul his guest. 

My bosom, Lord, shall be thy rest. 

3 [No beams of cedar or of fir 
Can with thy courts on earth compare; 

And here we wait until thy love 
Raise us to nobler seats above.] 

Hymn 67. Long Metre. [&] 

Seeking the pastures of Christ the shepherd. 
Solomon’s Song, i. 7. 

1 nPHOU, whom my soul admires above 

X All earthly joy and earthly love, 

Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know 
Where do thy sweetest pastures grow? 

2 Where is the shadow of that rock. 

That from the sun defends thy flock ? 

Fain would I feed among thy sheep. 

Among them rest, among them sleep. 

3 Why should thy bride appear like one 
That turns aside to paths unknown ? 

My constant feet would never rove, 

Would never seek another love. 

4 [The footsteps of thy flock I see ; 

Thy sweetest pastures here they be : 

A wondrous feast thy love prepares. 

Bought with thy wounds and groans and tears. 

5 His dearest flesh he makes my food, 

And bids me drink his richest blood : 

Here to these hills my soul will come. 

Till my Beloved lead me home.] 

Hymn 68. Long Metre. [*] 

The banquet of love. Solomon’s Song, ii. 1—7 f - 

1 "OEHOLD the Rose of Sharon here, 

D The lily which the vallies bear; 

Behold the tree of life, that gives 
Refreshing fruit and healing leaves. 

2 Amongst the thorns so lilies shine. 

Amonest wild gourds the noble vine ; 

So in mine eyes my Saviour proves, 

Amidst a thousand meaner loves. 






Hymn 69, 


297 


B. I. 


3 Beneath his cooling shade I sat. 

To shield me from the burning heat; 

Of heavenly fruit he spreads a feast, 

To feed my eyes, and please my taste. 

4 [Kindly he brought me to the place 
Where stood the banquet of his grace; 

He saw me faint, and o’er rny head 
The banner of his love he spread. 

5 With living bread and generous wine 
He cheers this sinking heart cf mine; 

And opening his own heart to me, 

He shows his thoughts, how kind,.they be.] 

£> O never let my Lord depart; 

Lie down and rest upon my heart: 

I charge my sins not once to move, 

Nor stir, nor wake, nor grieve my love. 

Hymn 69. Long Metre. [^] 

Christ appearing to his church, and seeking her company. 

bolomon’s Song, ii. 8—13. 

X r_ pHE voice of my Beloved sounds 
JL Over the rocks and rising grounds ; 

O’er hills of guilt, and seas of grief, 

He leaps, he flies to my relief. 

2 Now, through the veil of flesh, I see 
With eyes of love he looks at me; 

Now in the gospel’s clearest. glass 
He shows the beauties of his face. 

3 Gently he draws my heart along. 

Both with his beauties and his tongue; 

“ Rise,” saith my Lord, “ make haste away ; 
“No mortal joys are worth thy stay. 

4 “The Jewish wintry state is gone, 

“The mists are fled, the spring comes on; 

“ The sacred turtle-dove we hear 
“ Proclaim the new, the joyful year. 

5 “Th’ immortal vine of heavenly root 
“Blossoms and buds, and gives her fruit.” 

Lo, we are come to taste the wine ; 

Our souls rejoice, and bless the vine. 

6 And when we hear our Jesus say, 

“Rise up, my love, make haste away !” 

Our hearts -would fain outfly the wind, 

And leave all earthly loves behind. 







298 


Hymn 70, 71. 


B. I. 


Hymn 70. Long Metre. [&j 

Christ inviting, and the church answering the invi¬ 
tation. Solomon’s Song, ii. 14, 16, 17. 

1 T T ARK! the Redeemer from on high 
il Sweetly invites his favourites nigh; 

From caves of darkness and of doubt, 

He gently speaks and calls us out. 

2 “ My dove, who hidest in the rock, 

“ Tiiine heart almost with sorrow broke, 

“ Lift up thy face, forget thy fear, 

“And let thy voice delight mine ear. 

3 “ Thy voice to me sounds ever sweet; 

“ My graces in thy count’nance meet ; 

“ Tiiough the vain world thy face despise, 

“ ’Tis bright and comely in mine eyes.” 

4 Dear Lord, our thankful heart receives 
The hope thine invitation gives ; 

To thee our joyful lips shall raise 
The voice of prayer and that of praise. 

5 [I am my Love’s, and he is mine; 

Our hearts, our hopes, our passions join ; 

Nor let a motion, nor a word. 

Nor thought arise to grieve my Lord. 

6 My soul to pastures fair he leads. 

Amongst the lilies where he feeds; 

Amongst the saints (whose robes are white. 
Wash’d in his blood) is his delight. 

7 Till the day break, and shadows flee, 

'Fill the sweet dawning light I see, 

Thine eyes to me-ward often turn, 

Nor let my soul in darkness mourn. 

8 Be like a hart on mountains green. 

Leap o’er the hills of fear and. sin ; 

Nor guilt nor unbelief divide 

My love, my Saviour, from my side.] 

Hymn 71. Long Metre, [b] 

Christ jound in the street, and brought to the church. 

Solomon’s Song, hi. 1— 5. 

1 /^AFTEN I seek my Lord by night; 

W Jesus, my love, my soul’s delight; 

With warm desire and restless thought 
I seek him oft, but And him not. 




299 


B. I. Hymn 7$. 


2 Then I arise and search the street, 

Till 1 my Lord, my Saviour meet; 

I ask the watchmen of the night, 

“Where did you see my sours delight?” 

3 Sometimes I find him in my way. 

Directed by a heavenly ray ; 

I leap for joy to see his face. 

And hold him fast in mine embrace. 

4 [I bring him to my mother’s home ; 

Nor does my Lord refuse to come 
To Sion’s sacred chambers, when* 

My soul first drew the vital air. 

5 He gives me there his bleeding heart. 
Pierc’d for my sake with deadly smart; 

1 give my soul to him, and there 

Our loves their mutual tokens share.] 

6 I charge you all, ye earthly toys. 

Approach "not to disturb my joys; 

Nor sin, nor hell come near my heart, 

Nor cause my Saviour to depart. 

Hymn 72. Long Metre. [^] 

The coronation of Christ ; and espousals of the church . 
Solomon’s Song, iii. 11. 

1 T\AUGHTERS of Sion, come, behold 
L/ The crown of honour and of gold, 
Which the glad church, with joys unknown. 
Plac’d on the head of Solomon. 


2 Jesus, thou everlasting King, 

Accept the tribute which we bring; 
Accept the well-deserv’d renown. 

And wear our praises as thy crown. 

3 Let every act of worship be 
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee; 

Like the dear hour, when from above 
We first receiv’d thy pledge of love. 

4 The gladness of that happv day ! 

Our hearts would wish it long to stay; 
Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 

Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold. 

5 O ! let each minute, as it flies. 

Increase thy praise, improve our joys; 
Till we are rais’d to sing thy name. 

At the great supper of the Lamb. 






300 


Hymn 73, 74. 


B. I. 


6 O that the months •would roil away. 

And bring that coronation day ! 

The King of Grace shall fill the throne. 
With all his Father’s glories on. 


Hymn 73. Long Metre. [&] 

The church's beauty in the eyes of Christ. Solomon’s a 
S ong, iv. 1, 10, 11, 7, 8, 9. 

1 T/ IND is the speech of Christ our Lord, 

JlV Affection sounds in every word ; 

“ Lo, thou art fair, my love,” he cries; 

“Not the young doves have sweeter eyes. 

2 [“ Sweet are thy lips, thy pleasing voice 
“ Salutes mine ear with secret joys ; 

“ No spice so much delights the smell, 

“ Nor milk nor honey tastes so well.] 

3 “Thou art all fair, my bride, to me; 

“ I will beheld no spot in thee.” 

What mighty wonders love performs. 

And puts a comeliness on worms! 

4 Defil’d and loathsome as we are. 

He makes us white, and calls us fair; 

Adorns us with that heavenly dress. 

His graces and his righteousness. 


5 “ My sister and my spouse,” he cries, 

“ Bound to my heart by various ties, 

“ Thy powerful love my heart retains 
“ In strong delight and pleasing chains.” 

6 He calls me from the leopard’s den, 
From this wild world of beasts and men, 
To Zion, where his glories are: 

Not Lebanon is half so fair. 


7 Not dens of prey, nor flowery plains, 

Nor earthly joys, nor earthly pains. 

Shall hold my feet, or force my stay, 

When Christ invites my soul away. 

Hymn 74. Long Metre. (Vj 

The church the garden of Christ. Solomon’s Song, 
iv. 12, 13, 15. and v. 1. 

1 J E are a garden wall’d around, 

V V Chosery and made peculiar ground 
A little spot inclos’d by grace. 

Out of the world’s wide wilderness. 








301 


B. I. Hymn 75. 

2 Like trees of myrrh and spice we stand, 
Planted by God the Father’s hand ; 

And all his springs in Zion flow, 

To make the young plantation grow. 

-S Awake, O heavenly wind, and come. 

Blow on this garden of perfume ; 

Spirit divine, descend and breathe 
A gracious gale cn plants beneath. 

4 Make ouv best spices flow abroad, 

To entertain our Saviour God: 

And faith, and love, and joy appear. 

And every grace be active here. 

5 [Let my Beloved come and taste 
His pleasant fruits at his own feast: 

“I come, my spouse, I come/’ he cries, v 
With love and pleasure in his eyes. 

6 Our Lord into nis garden comes, 

Well pleas’d to smell our poor perfuiftes; 

And calls us to a feast divine. 

Sweeter than honey, milk or wine. 

7 “ Eat of the tree of life, my friends, 

“ The blessings that my Father sends ; 

“ Your taste shall all my dainties prove, 

*' And drink abundance of my love.”* 

8 Jesus, we will frequent thy board. 

And sing the bounties of our Lord: 

But the rich food on which we live 
Demands more praise than tongue can give.} 

Hymn 75. Long Metre. [«] 

The description of Christ the beloved. SolomonV 
Song, v. 9—12, 14—16. 

1 r pHE wond’ring world inquires to know 

JL Why I should love my Jesus so: 

“ What are his charms,” say they, “ above 
“The objects of a mortal love ?” 

2 Yes, my beloved to my sight 

Shews a sweet mixture, red and white : 

All human beauties, all divine. 

In my beloved meet and shine. 

3 White is his soul, from blemish free ~ 

Red with the blood he shed for me; 

The fairest of ten thousand fairs; 

A sun amongst ten thousand stars* 

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502 


Hymn 76, 


B. I. 

4 [His head the finest gold excels; 

There wisdom in perfection dwells. 

And glory like a crown adorns 
Those temples once beset with thorns. 

5 Compassions in his heart are found, 

Close by the signals of his wound : 

His sacred side no more shall bear 
The cruel scourge, the piercing spear.} 

6 [His hands are fairer to behold 
Than diamonds set in rings of gold ; 

Those heavenly hands, that on the tree 
Were nail’d, and torn, and bled for me. 

7 Though once he bow’d his feeble knees, 
Loaded with sins and agonies, 

Now, on the throne of his command, 

His legs like marble pillars stand.] 

8 [His eyes are majesty and love. 

The eagle temper’d with the dove ; 

No more shall trickling sorrows roll 
Through those dear windows of his soul.] 

9 His mouth, that pour’d out long complaints 
Now smiles, and cheers his fainting saints : 
His countenance more graceful is 

Than Lebanon with all its trees. 

10 All over glorious is my Lord, 

Must be belov’d, and yet ador’d; 

His worth if all the nations knew. 

Sure the whole earth would love him too. 

Hymn 76. Long Metre. 


Christ dwdls in heaven, but visits on earth. Solo¬ 
mon’s Song, vi. 1, 2, 3, 12. 



Where he is gone they fain would know. 
That they may seek and love him too. 


2 My best Beloved keeps his throne 
On hills of light, in worlds unknown ; 
But he descends and shows his face 
In the young gardens of his grace. 

3 [In vineyards planted by lus hand, 
Where fruitful trees in order stand; 
He feeds among the spicy beds, 

Where lilies show their spotless heads. 








303 


B. I. Hymn 77, 78. 

4 He has engross’d my warmest love; 

No earthly charms my soul can move: 

I have a mansion in his heart. 

Nor death nor hell shall make us part.] 

5 [He takes my soul ere I’m aware. 

And shows me where his glories are: 

No chariot of Amminadib 
T!i heavenly rapture can describe. 

6 O may my spirit daily rise 
On wings of faith above the skies. 

Till death shall make my last remove. 

To dwell forever with my love.] 

Hymn 77. Long Metre. [*] 

The love of Christ to the churchy in his language 
to hery and provisions for her. Solomon’s Song, 
vii. 5, 6, 9, 12, 13. 

1 XTOW, in the galleries of his grace, 

IN Appears the King, and thus' he says, 

“ How fair my saints are in my sight, 

“ My love how pleasant for delight!” 

2 Kind is thy language, sovereign Lord, 

There’s heavenly grace in every word; 

From that dear mouth a stream divine 
Flows, sweeter than the choicest wine. 

3 Such wondrous love awakes the lip 
Of saints that were almost asleep. 

To speak the praises of thy name. 

And make our cold affections flame. 

4 These are the joys he lets us know 
In fields and villages below: 

Gives us a relish of his love. 

But keeps his noblest feast above. 

5 In paradise, within the gates. 

An higher entertainment waits; 

Fruits new and old, laid up in store, 

Where we shall feed, but thirst no more. 

Hymn 78. Long Metre. [&] 

The strength of Christ*s love y and the soul’s jealousy 
of her own. Solomon’s Song, viii. 5—7,13, 14. 

1 T X 7FIO is this fair one in distress, 

VV That travels from the wilderness, 





304 


Hymn 79. B. I. 


And, press’d with sorrows and with sins. 

On her beloved Lord she leans:* 

2 Tliis is the spouse of Christ our God, 

Bought with the treasures of his blood; 

Anti her request, and her complaint, 

Is but the v6ice of every saint. 

5 “O let my name engraven stand 
“ Both on thy heart and on thy hand; 

“Seal me upon thine arm, and wear 
“That pledge of love forever there. 

4 “Stronger than death thy love is known, 
“Which floods of wrath could never drown; 
“And hell and earth in tain combine 

“ To quench a fire so much div ine. 

5 “ But I am jealous of my heart, 

“ Lest it should once from thee depart; 

“ Then let thy name be well impress’d 
“As a fair signet on my breast. 

6 “ Till thou hast brought me to thy home, 

“ Where fears and doubts can never come., 

“ Thy countenance let me often see, 

“ And often thou shalt hear from me. 

7 “ Come, my Beloved, haste away, 

“ Cut short the hours of thy delay ; 

“ Fly like a youthful hart or roe 
“ Over the hills where spices grow.” 

Hymn 79. Long Metre. [$] 

A morning hymn. Ps. xix. 5, 8. and lxxiii. 24, 25. 

1 jO OD of the morning, at whose voice 
VJT The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 
And like a giant doth rejoice 

To run his journey through the skies; 

2 From the fair chambers of the east 
The circuit of his .race begins. 

And, without weariness or rest. 

Round the whole earth he flies and shines ; 

3 Oh, like the sun may I fulfil 
Tli’ appointed duties" of the day; 

With ready mind and active will 
March on and keep my heavenly way. 

4 [But I shall rove and lose the race, 

If God, my sun, should disappear, 




B. I. 


Hymn SO , 81. 


30.5 


And leave me in this world’s wild maze, 

To follow every wandering star.] 

5 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, 
Enlight’ning our beclouded eyes; 

Thy threat’nings just, thy promise sure; 

Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 

6 Give me thy counsel for my guide, 

And then receive me to thy bliss; 

All my desires and hopes beside 

Are faint and cold, compar’d with this. 

Hymn 80 . Long Metre. [$*] 

An evening hymn . Psa. iv. 8 . and iii. 5 , 6 . and cxliii. 8 - 

1 HPHUS far the Lord has led me on, 

A Thus far his power prolongs my days. 
And every evening shall make known 
Some fresh memorkil of his grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste. 

And I, pernaps, am near my home; 

But he forgives my follies past. 

He gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lav my body down to sleep; 

Peace is the pillow for my head; 

While well appointed angels keep 
Their watchful stations round my bed. 

4 In vain the sons of earth or hell 
Tell me a thousand frightful things; 

Mv God in safety makes me dwell 
Beneath the shadow of his wings. 

5 [Faith in his name forbids my fear: 

O may thy presence ne’er depart! 

And in the morning make me hear 
The love and kindness of thy heart. 

§ Thus when the night of death shall come, 

Mv flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 

And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 

With sweet salvation i n the sound.] 

Hymn 81. Long Metre. [*] 

A wng for morning or evening. Lam. iii. 23 . Isa. xl*\ 7* 
1 IV /TY God, how endless is thy love ! 
iVl Thy gifts are every evening new ; 

Bb 2 






306 Hymn 82, 83. B. I. 

And morning mercies, from above, 

Gently distil like early dew. 

2 Thou spread’st the curtains of the night. 
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; 

Thy sovereign word restores the light, 

And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield my powers to thy command; 

To thee I consecrate my days; 

Perpetual blessings from thine hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 

Hymn 82. Long Metre, [b] 

God far above all creatures.; or, man vain and 
mortal Job iv. 17—21. 


1 CHALL the vile race of flesh and blood 
O Contend with their Creator, God ? 
Shall mortal worms presume to be 
More holy, wise, or just than he? 

2 Behold he puts his trust in none 

Of all the spirits round his throne; 

Their natures, when compar’d with liis. 
Are neither holy, just, nor wise. 

3 But how much meaner things are they 
Who spring from dust and dwell in clay* 
Touch’d by the finger of thy wrath, 

We faint and perish like the moth. 

4 From night to day, from day to night, 

We die by thousands in thy sight: 

Bury’d in dust whole nations lie. 

Like a forgotten vanity. 

5 Almighty Power, to thee we bow ; 

How frail are we, how glorious thou! 

No more the sons of earth shall dare 
With an eternal God compare. 

Hymn 83. Common Metre, [b] 

Afflictions and death under providence. Job v. 

1 VTOT from the dust affliction grows, 

IN Nor troubles rise by chance; 

Yet we are born to cares and woes; 

A sad inheritance! 

2 As sparks break out from burning coals. 

And atftl are upward* bents; 







Hymn 84, 85, 


307 


B. I. 

bo grief is rooted in our souls, 

And man grows up to mourn. 

3 Yet with my God I leave my cause. 

And trust his promis’d grace : 

He rules me by his well-known laws, 

Of love and righteousness. 

4 Not all the pains that e’er I bore 

Shall spoil my future peace; 

For death and hell can do no more 
Than what my Father please. 

Hymn S4-. Long Metre. [*] 

Salvation, righteousness, and strength in Christ . Isa. 
xlv. 21—25. 

1 TEHOVAH speaks! let Israel hear, 

J Let all the earth rejoice and fear, 

While God’s eternal Son proclaims 
His sovereign honours and his names. 

2 “ I am the Last, and I the First, 

“The Saviour God, and God the Just; 

“ There’s none beside pretends to shew 
“ Such justice and salvation too. 

" [“ Ye that in shades of darkness dwell, 

"Just on the verge of death and hell, 

“Look up to me from distant lands, 

“ Light, life, and heaven are in my hands. 

4 “I by my holy name have sworn, 

“Nor shall the word in vain return, 

“ To me shall all things bend the knee, 

‘'And every tongue shall swear to me.] 

5 “In me alone shall men confess 

“ Lies all their strength and righteousness : 

“ Rut such as dare despise my name, 

“ I’ll clothe them with eternal shame. 

6 “ In me, the Lord, shall all the seed 
‘*Of Israel from their sins be freed, 

“ And by their shining graces prove 
“ Their interest in my pardoning love.” 

Hymn 85. Short Metre. 

The same. 

jl HPHE Lord on high proclaims 

L His Godhead from his throne; 





308 


Hymn 86. 


B. I. 


“ Mercy and justice are the names 
“ By which 1 will be known. 

2 “ Ye dying souls, that sit 
“ In darkness and distress, 

“Look from the borders of the pit 
“ To my recovering grace.” 

3 Sinners shall hear the sound ; 

Their thankful tongues shall own, 

“ Our righteousness and strength is found 
“ In thee, the Lord, alone.” 

4 In thee shall Israel trust. 

And see their guilt forgiven; 

God will pronounce the sinners just. 

And take the saints to heaven. 

Hymn 86. Common Metre, [bj 

God holy , just, and sovereign. Job ix. 2—10, 

1 T TOW should the sons of Adam’s race 
Xi Be pure before their God! 

If he contend in righteousness. 

We fall beneath his rod. 

2 To vindicate my words and thoughts 

I’ll make no more pretence; 

Not one of all my thousand faults 
Can bear a just defence. 

3 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise; 

What vain presumers dare 
Against their Maker’s hand to rise. 

Or tempt th* unequal war? 

4 [Mountains by his almighty wrath 

From their old seats are torn; 

He shakes the earth from south to north, 

And all her pillars mourn. 

5 He bids the sun forbear to rise; 

The obedient sun forbears; 

His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies. 

And seals up all the stars. 

6 He walks upon the stormy sea; 

Flies on the stormy wind : 

There’s none can trace his wondrous way, 

Or his dark footsteps find.] 




309 


B. I. Hymn 87, 88. 


Hymn 87. Long Metre. [&] 

God dwells with the humble and penitent. Isa. lvii. 
15, >5. 

1 TT'HUS saitli the high and lofty One, 

A “I sit upon my holy throne ; 

“ My name is God, I dwell on high, 

“ Dwell in my own eternity. 

2 “But I descend to worlds below, 

“ On earth I have a mansion too; 

“ The humble spirit and contrite 
“Is an abode ol my delight. 

3 “ The humble soul my words revive: 

“ I bid the mourning sinner live ; 

“Heal all the broken hearts I find, 

“ And ease the sorrows of the mind. 

4 [“ When I contend against their sin, 

“I make them know how vile they’ve been; 

“ But should my wrath forever- smoke, 

“Their souls Avould sink beneath my stroke.” 

5 O may thy pardoning grace be nigh. 

Lest we should faint, despair, and die! 

'Pans shall our better thoughts approve 
The methods of thy chastening love.] 


Hymn 88. Long Metre, [b] 

Life, the day of grace and hope. Eccl. ix. 4—6, 10, 
IT IFE is the time to serve the Lord, 

Li The time t’ insure the great reward; 

And while the lamp holds out to burn, 

The vilest sinner may return. 

2 [Life is the hour that God has given 
To ’scape from hell and fly to heaven; 

The day of grace, and mortals may 
Secure the blessings of the day.] 

3 The living know that they must die, 

But all the dead forgotten lie; 

Their memory and their sense is gone* 

Alike unknowing and unknown. 

4 [Their hatred and their love is lost, 

Their envy bury’d in the dust; 

They have no share in all that’s done 
Beneath the circuit of the sun.] 


5 Then what my thoughts design to do, 
My hands, with all your' might, pursue ; 





310 


Hymn 89, 90. B. I. 


Since no device nor work is found. 

Nor faith, ncr hope, beneath the ground. 
6 There are no acts of pardon pass’d 
In the cold grave, to which we haste; 
But darkness, death, and long despair 
Reign in eternal silence there. 

Hymn 89. Long Metre, [b] 


Yeut/i and judgment. Eccles. xi. 9. 

1 VTE sons of Adam, vain and young, 

X Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue, 
Taste the delights your souls desire, 

And give a loose to all your fue. 

2 Pursue the pleasures you design, 

And cheer your hearts with songs and wine; 
Enjoy the day of mirth ; but know 
There is a day of judgment too. 

3 God from on high beholds your thoughts; 

His book records your secret faults : 

The works of darkness you have done' 

Must all appear before the sun. 

4 The vengeance to your follies due 

Should strike your hearts with terror through: 
How will ye stand before his face, 

Or answer for his injur’d grace ? 

5 Almighty God, turn off their eyes 
From these alluring vanities. 

And let the thunder of thy word 
Awake their souls to fear the Lord. 


Hymn 90. Common Metre, [b] 


The same. 

1 T O, the young tribes of Adam rise, 
L And through all nature rove, 

Fulfil the wishes of their eyes. 

And taste the joys they love. 

2 They give a loose to wild desires; 

But let the sinners know 
The strict account that God requires 
Of all the works they do. 

3 The Judge prepares his throne on high; 

The frighted earth and seas 
Avoid the furv of his eye. 

And flee before his face. 









311 


B. I. Hymn 91,92, 

4 How shall I bear that dreadful day. 

And stand the fiery test ? 

I give all mortal joys away. 

To be forever West. 

Hymn 91. Long Metre, [b] 

Advice to youth ; or , old age and death in an un¬ 
converted state. Eccles. xii. 3, 7. Isa. lxv. 20. 

1 'VTOW in the heat of youthful blood, 

Remember your Creator, God: 

Behold the months come hastening on. 

When you shall say, “ My joys are gone.” 

2 Behold the aged sinner goes, 

Laden with guilt aixl heavy woes, 

Down to the regions of the dead. 

With endless curses on his head. 

3 The dust returns to dust again ; 

'i'lie soul, in agonies of pain, 

Ascends to God; not there to dwell, 

But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. 

4 Eternal King ! I fear thy name ; 

Teach me to know how frail I am; 

And when my soul must hence remove. 

Give me a mansion in thy love. 

Hymn 92. Short Metre. [$] 

Christ the wisdom of God. Prov. viii. 1, 22—32* 

1 CHALL Wisdom cry aloud, 

>3 And not her speech be heard? 

The voice of God’s eternal word. 

Deserves it no regard? 

2 “1 was his chief delight, 

“ His everlasting Son, 

“ Before the first of all his works. 

“Creation, was begun. 

3 [“ Before the flying clouds, 

“Before the solid land, 

“ Before the fields, before the floods, 

“ I dwelt at his right hand. 

4 “ When he adorn’d the skies, 

“ And built then), I was there, 

“ To order when the sun should rise, 

“ And marshal every star. 

“ When he pour’d out the sea, 

“ And spread the flowing deep, 


5 





312 


Hymn 93, 94. B. I. 


“1 gave the flood a firm decree 
44 In its own bounds to keep.] 

6 “ Upon the empty dir 

44 The earth was balanc’d well; 
“With joy I saw the mansion, where 
“The sons of men should dwell. 

7 “ My busy thoughts at first 
“On their salvation ran, 

“ Ere sin was born, or Adam’s dust 
44 Was fashion’d to a man. 

S “ Then come, receive my grace, 

“Ye children, and be wise; 

“ Happy the man that keeps my ways, 
44 The man that shuns them dies."’ 


Hymn 93 . Long Metre. [*] 

Christ , or Wisdomobajedor resisted. Prov. viii. 34,36- 

1 nPHUS saith the Wisdom of the Lord, 

JL 44 Bless’d is the man-that hears my word: 
44 Keeps daily watch before my gates, 

44 And at my feet for mercy waits. 

2 44 The soul that seeks me shall obtain 
“ Immortal wealth, and heavenly gain; 
“Immortal life is his reward, 

“Life, and the favour of the Lord. 

3 “But the vile wretch that flies from me, 

“ Doth his own soul an injury ; 

“ Fools, that against my grace rebel, 

44 Seek death, and love the road to hell.” 


Hymn 94. Common Metre, [b] 

Justification by faith, not by works; or , the law 
condemns , grace justifies. Rom. iii. 19_22. 


1 \ TAIN are the hopes the sons of men 

V On their own works have built; 
Their hearts by nature all unclean. 

And all their actions guilt. 

2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths. 

Without a murmuring word, 

And the whole race of Adam stand 
Guilty before the Lord. 

3 In vain we ask God’s righteous law 

To justify us now. 

Since to convince and to condemn 
Is all the law Can do. 









B. I 


Hymn 95, 96 


313 


4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace! 

When in thy name we trust, 

Our faith receives a righteousness 
That makes the sinner just. 

Hymn 95. Common Metre. [*] 

Regeneration. John i. 13. and iii. 3, &c. 

1 l^TOT all the outward forms on earth, 

Nor rites that God has given. 

Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, 

Can raise a soul to heaven. 

2 The sovereign will of God alone 

Creates us heirs of grace; 

Bom in the image of his Son, 

A new peculiar race. 

3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, 

Blows on the sons of flesh, 

New models all the carnal mind, 

And forms the man afresh. 

4 Our quicken’d souls awake and rise 

From the long sleep of death ; 

On heavenly things we fix our eyes. 

And praise employs our breath. 

Hymn 96. Common Metre. [&] 

Election excludes boasting. 1 Cor. i. 26—SI* 

1 1>UT few among the carnal wise, 

D But few of noble race. 

Obtain the favour of thine eyes, 

Almighty King of Grace! 

2 He takes the men of meanest name 

For sons and heirs of God; 

And thus he pours abundant shame 
On honourable blood. 

3 He calls the fool, and makes him know 

The mysteries of his grace; 

To bring aspiring wisdom low, 

And all its pride abase. 

4 Nature has all its glories lost, 

When brought before his throne; 

No flesh shall in his presence boast, 

But in the* Lord alone. 

C c 





314 


Hymn 97, 98 


B. L 


Hymn 97. Long Metre, [b] 

Christ our Wisdom , Righteousness, &c. 1 Cor. i. 30. 



Wisdom descends to heal the blind. 
And chase the darkness of the mind. 


2 Our guilty souls are drown’d in tears, 

Till his atoning blood appears: 

Then we awake from deep distress. 

And sing, The Lord our Righteousness. 

3 Our very frame is mix’d with sin. 

His Spirit makes our natures clean ; 

Such virtues from his sufferings flow. 

At once to cleanse and pardon too. 

4 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, 

Binding his slaves in heavy chains; 

He sets the prisoners free, and breaks 
The iron bondage from our necks. 

5 Poor helpless worms in thee possess 
Grace, wisdom, power and righteousness ; 
Thou art our mighty All, and we 

Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee. 

Hymn 98. Short Metre, [b] 

The same. 

1 T TOW heavy is the night 
iT That hangs upon cur eyes, 

Till Christ with his reviving light 
Over our souls arise ! 

2 Our guilty spirits dread 

To meet the wrath of Heaven ; 

But, in his righteousness array’d, 

We see our sins forgiven. 

3 Unholy and impure, 

Are all our thoughts and ways; 

His bands infected nature cuie 
With sanctifying grace. 

4 The powers of hell agree 
To hold our souls in vain ; 

He sets the sons of bondage free, 

And breaks the cursed chain. 

5 Lord, we adore thy ways. 

To bring us near to God; 






Hymn 99—101 


315 


B. I. 


Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace, 

And thine atoning blood. 

Hymn 99. Common Metre. [b] 

Stories made children of Abrahum ; or , grace not 
conveyed by religious parents. Matt. iii. 9. 



Descended from a pious race, 

(Their fathers now with God.) 

2 He from the caves of earth and hell 

Can take the hardest stones, 

And till the house of Abrah’m well 
With new-created sons. 

3 Such wondrous power doth he possess. 

Who form’d our mortal frame. 

Who call’d the world from emptiness; 
The world obey’d, and came. 

Hymn 100. Long Metre. O] 


Believe , and be saved. John iii. 16—18. 


1 XTOT to condemn the sons of men 

Did Christ the Son of God appear; 
No weapons in his hands are seen, 

No flaming sword, nor thunder there. 

2 Such was the pity of our God, 

He lov’d the race of man so well. 

He sent his Son to bear our load 

Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 

3 Sinners, believe the Saviour’s word. 

Trust in his mighty name, and live ; 

A thousand joys his lips afford. 

His hands a thousand blessings give. 

4 But vengeance and damnation lies 
O \ rebels who refuse his grace; 

Who God’s eternal Son despise. 

The hottest hell shall be their place. 


Hymn JOl. Long Metre. [*] 

Joy in, heaven for arefienting sinner. Lukexv.7,10. 
1 can describe the joys that rise 

VV Through all the courts of paradise, 

To see a prodigal return, 

To see an heir of glory born ? ^ 







316 


Hymn 102. 


B. I. 


2 With joy the Father doth approve 
The fruit of his eternal love; 

The Son with joy looks down and sees 
The purchase of his agonies. 

3 The Spirit takes delight • to view 
The holy soul he form’d anew ; 

And saints and angels join to sing 
The growing empire of their King. 

Hymn 102. Long Metre. 

The beatitudes. Matt. v. 2—12. 

1 LEST are the humble souls that see 



D Their emptiness and poverty ; 

Treasures of grace to them are given. 

And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 

.2 Blest are the men of broken heart. 

Who mourn for sin with inward smart; 
The blood of Christ divinely flows, 

A healing balm for all them woes. 

3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar 
From rage and passion, noise and war; 
God will secure their happy state, 

And plead their cause against the great. 

4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, 
Hunger and long for righteousness ; 

They shall be well supply’d and fed 
With living streams and living bread. 

5 Blest are the men whose bowels move 
And melt with sympathy and love ; 

From Christ the Lord shall they obtain 
Like sympathy and love again. 

6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean 
From the defiling power of sin ; 

With endless pleasure tl*ey shall see 
A God of spotless purity. 

7 Blest are the men of peaceful life. 

Who quench the coals of growing strife ; 
They shall be call’d the heirs of bliss. 

The sons of God, the God of peace. 

8 Blest are the sufferers who partake 
Of pain and shame for Jesus’ sake; 

Their souls shall triumph in the Lord; 
Glory and joy are their reward. 





B. I._Hymn 103—105. 31? 

Hymn 103. Common Metre. [$] 

Not ashamed of the gosfiel. 2 Tim. L 12. 

1 T’M not asham’d to own my Lord, 
i- Or to defend his cause. 

Maintain the honour of his word, 

The glory of his cross. 

2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name; 

His name is all my trust: 

Nor Avill he put my soul to shame. 

Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as his throne his promise stands. 

And he can well secure 
What I’ve committed to his hands. 

Till the decisive hour. 

4 Then will he own my worthless name 

Before his Father’s face. 

And in the. New Jerusalem 
Appoint my soul a place. 

Hymn 104. Common Metre. 

A state of nature and of grace. 1 Cor. vi. lo,11. 



Nor thieves, nor slanderers, shall obtain 
The kingdom of our God. 

2 Surprising grace ! arid such were we 

By nature and by sin. 

Heirs cf immortal misery, 

• Unholy and unclean. 

3 But we are wash’d in Jesus’ blood. 

We're pardon’d through his name; 

And the good Spirit of our God 
Has sanctify’d our frame. 

4 O for a persevering power 

To keep thy just commands! 

We would defile our hearts no moie. 

No more pollute our hands. 

Hymn 105. Common Metre. 

Heaven invisible and holy. 1 Cor. ii. 9,10. Rev. xxi. 27. 
1 \TOR eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard. 
Nor sense nor reason known, 

What joys the Father has prepar’d 
For those that love the Son. 

Cc 2 








318 


Hymn 106, 107. B. I. 


2 But the good Spirit of the Lord 

Reveals a heaven to come: 

The beams of glory in his word 
Allure and guide us home. 

3 Pure are the joys above the sky, 

And all the region peace ; 

No wanton lips, nor envious eye 
Can see or taste the bliss. 

4 Those holy gates forever bar 

Pollution, sin and shame; 

None shall obtain admittance there. 
But followers of the Lamb. 


5 He keeps the Father’s book of life. 

There all their names are found; 

The hypocrite in vain shall strive 
To tread the heavenly ground. 

Hymn 106. Short Metre. [&] 

Dead to sin by the cross of Christ. Rom. vi, 1, 2, 6. 

1 CHALL we go on to sin, 

O Because thy grace abounds ; 

Or crucify the Lord again, 

And open all his wounds ? 

2 Forbid it, mighty God! 

Nor let it e’er be said, 

That we, whose sins are crucify’d. 

Should raise them from the aead. 


3 We will be slaves no more. 

Since Christ hath made us free, 

Has nail’d our tyrants to his cross, 

And bought our liberty. 

Hymn 107. Long Metre, [bj 

The fall and recovery of man ; or , Christ and Satan 
at enmity. Gen. iii. 1, 15, 17. Gal. iv. 4. Col.ii. 15 
1 "TVECEIV’D by subtle snares of hell, 

L' Adam our head,our father, fell; 

When Satan, in the seipent hid. 

Propos’d the fruit that God forbid. 

•2 Death was the threatening: death Ix-gan 
To take possession of tl>e man ; 

His unborn race receiv’d the wound. 

And heavy curses smote the ground. 





B. I. Hymn 108, 109. 316 


3 But Satan found a worse reward ; 

Thus saith the vengeance of the Lord, 
“Let everlasting hatred be 
“ Betwixt the woman’s seed and thee. 

4 “ The woman’s seed shall be my Son ? 
“He shall destroy what thou hast done; 

“ Shall break thy head, and only feel 

“ Thy malice raging at his heel.” 

2 [He spake—and bid four thousand years 
Roll on ;—at length his Son appears; 
Angels with joy descend to earth. 

And sing the young Redeemer’s birth. 

6 Lo ! by the sons ot hell he dies; 

But, as he hung ’twixt earth and skies. 
He gave their prince a fatal blow, 

And triumph’d o’er the powers below.] 

Hymn 108 . Short Metre. [>] 

Christ unseen and beloved. 1 Pet. i. 8. 



Yet we rejoice to hear his name, 
And love him in his word. 


2 On earth we want the sight 
^ Of our Redeemer’s face ; 

Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight 
To dwell upon thy grace. 

3 And when we taste thy love. 

Our joys divinely grow 

Unspeakable, like those above, 

And heaven logins below. 

Hymn 109. Long Metre, [b] 

1 he value of Christ and his righteousness. Phil, iii 
7, 8, 9. 


1 1SJ° rnore ’ m y God ’ 1 boast no morc 

1M Of all the duties I have dpne; 

I quit the hopes 1 held before. 

To trust the merits of thy Son. 

% Now, tor the love.I bear his name, 
What was mv gain I count my loss ; 
My former pride I call my shame, 
And nail my glory to his cross. 

3 Yes, and I must and will esteem 
All things but loss for Jesus’ sake: 







520 


Hymn 110, 111. B. I* 

O may my soul be found in him, 

And of his righteousness partake. 

4 The best obedience of my hands 
Dares not appear before thy throne ; 

But faith can answer thy demands. 

By pleading what my Lord has done. 

Hymn 110. Common Metre. 

Death and immediate glory . 2 Cor. v. 1, 5, 8* 
1 r I 'HERE is a house not made with hands, 

X Eternal and on high ; 

And here mv spirit waiting stands, 

Till God shall bid it fly. 

2 Shortly this prison of my clay 

Must be dissolv’d and fall; 

Then, O my soul, with joy obey 
Thy heavenly Father’s call. 

3 ’Tis he, by his almighty grace, 

That fonns thee fit for heaven; 

Anil, as an earnest of the place. 

Has his own Spirit given. 

4 We walk by faith of joys to come; 

Faith lives upon his word ; 

But while the body is our home. 

We’re absent from the Lord. 

5 ’Tis pleasant to believe thy grace. 

But we had rather see ; 

We would be absent from the flesh, 

And present. Lord, with thee. 

Hymn lli. Common Metre. [*] 


Salvation by grace. Titus iii. 3, 7. 



Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, 
And all our lives were sin. 


2 But, O my soul, forever praise, 

Forever love his name, 

Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways 
Of folly, sin, and shame.] 

3 r’Tis not by works of righteousness, 

L Which our own hands have done ; 

Bur we are sav’d bv sovereign grace. 
Abounding through his Son.] 






B. I. Hymn 112, 113. 321 

4 ’Tis from the mercy of our God * 

That all our hopes begin; 

’Tis by the water and the blood 
Our souls are wash’d from sin. 

5 ’Tis through the purchase of his death 

Who hung upon the tree. 

The Spirit is sent down to breathe 
On such dry bones as we. 

6 Rais’d from tlip dead, we live anew; 

And, justify’d by grace. 

We shall appear in glory too, 

And see our Father’s face. 

Hymn 112. Common Metre. 4 

The brazen serjient ; or , looking to Jesus. John in- 
14—16. 

1 CO did the Hebrew prophet raise 
O The brazen serpent high; 

The wounded felt immediate ease. 

The camp forbore to die. 

2 “Look upward in the dying hour, 

“ And live,” the prophet cries; 

But Christ performs a nobler cure. 

When faith lifts up her eyes. 

3 High on the cross the Saviour hung; 

High in the heavens he reigns ; 

Here sinners, by th’ old serpent stung. 

Look, and forget their pains. 

4 When God’s own Son is lifted up, 

A dying world revives; 

The Jew beholds the glorious hope, 

TV expiring Gentile lives. 

Hymn 113. Common Metre. [»] 

Abraham's blessing on the Gentiles. Gen. xvii. 7' 
Rom. xv. 8. Mark x. 14. 

1 TT OW large the promise! hc«v divine, 
il To Abrah’m and his seed ! 

“ I'll be a God to thee and thine, 

“ Supplying all their need.” 

2 The words of his extensive love 

From age to age endure ; 

The Angel of the covenant proves, 

And seals the blessings sure. 






322 Hymn 114, 115.' B. I. 

3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms. 

To our great fathers given ; 

He takes young children to his arms, 

And calls them heirs of heaven. 

4 Our God, how faithful are his ways! 

^ His love endures the same; 

Nor from the promise of his grace 
Blots out the children’s name. 

Hymn 114. Cojnmon Metre. [*] 

The same. Rom. xi. 16, 17. 

1 /"^ENTILES by nature, we belong 
VJT Xo the wild olive wood ; 

Grace takes us from the barren tree, 

And grafts us in the good. 

2 With the same blessings, grace endow# 

The Gentile and the Jew ; 

If pure and holy be the root. 

Such are the branches too. 

3 Then let the children of the saints 

Be dedicate to God; 

Pour out thy Spirit on them, Lord, 

And wash them in thy blood. 

4 Thus to the parents and their seed 

Shall thy salvation come. 

And numerous households meet at last 
In one eternal home. 


Hymn 115. Common Metre. [t>] 


Conviction cj sin by the law. Rom. vii. 8, 9, 14, 24-, 

1 T ORD, how secure my conscience was, 

-L* And felt no inward dread! 

I was alive without the law. 

And thought my sirs were dead. 

2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright; 

But, since the precept came 
With a convincing power and light, 

I find how vile I am. 


3 [Mv guilt appear’d but small before. 

Till terribly I saw 
How perfect, holy, just, and pure 
Was thine eternal law. 

4 Then felt my soul the heavy load; 

My sins reviv’d again; 






B. I 


3 23 


Hvmn 1.16, 117. 

I had provok’d a dreadful God, 

And all my hopes were slam.] 

5 I’m like a helpless captive sold. 

Under the power of sin; 

I cannot do the good I would. 

Nor keep my conscience clean. 

6 Mv God, I cry with every breath 

For some kind power to save, 

To break the yoke of sin and death. 

And thus redeem the slave. 

Hymn 116. Long Metre. [*<] 

Love to God and our neighbour. Matt. xxii. 37—4h. 

1 'T'HUS saith the first, the great commands 

L “Let all thy inward powers unite 
“To,love thy Maker and thy God 
“ With utmost vigour and delight. 

2 “ Then shall thy neighbour next in place 
“ Share thine affection and esteem; 

“ And let thy kindness to thyself 
“ Measure and rule thy love to him.’* 

3 This is the sense that Moses spoke, 

'This did the prophets preach and prove; 

For want of this the law is broke, 

And the whole law’s fulfill’d by love. 

4 But O ! how base our passions are! 

How cold our charity and zeal! 

Lord, fill our souls with heavenly fire. 

Or we shall ne’er perform thy will. 

Hymn 117. Long Metre. [&] 

Election sovereign and free. Rom. ix, 21—24. 

1 [T> EHOLD the potter and the clay ! 

JLJ He forms his vessels as he please; 

Such is our God; and such are we. 

The subjects of his just decrees. 

2 Doth not the workman’s power extend 
O’er ail the mass, which part to choose. 
And mould it for a udder end, 

And which to leave for viler use ?] 

3 May not the sovereign Lord on high. 

Dispense his favours as he will; 

Choose sdme to life, while others die. 

And yet be just and gracious 'still? 





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* Hymn. 118 


B. I. 


4 [What if, to make his terror known. 

He lets his patience long endure. 

Suffering vile rebels to go on, 

And seal their own destruction sure ? 

5 What if he means to shew his grace, 

And his electing love employs 

To mark out some of mortal race, 

And form them fit for heavenly joys ?} 

6 Shall man reply against the Lord, 

And call his Maker’s ways unjust. 

The thunder of whose dreadful word 
Can crush a thousand worlds to dust i* 

7 But, O my soul, if truth so bright 
Should dazzle and confound thy sight, 

Yet still his written will obey. 

And wait the great decisive day. 

8 Then he shall make his justice known. 

And the whole world, before his throne, 

With joy or terror shall confess 

The glory of his righteousness. 

Hymn 118. Short Metre. [JQ 

Moses if Christ; or, sin against the law if gospel. 
John i. 17. Heb. iii. 3, 5, 6. and x. 28, 29. 

1 npHp law by Moses came; 

1 But peace and truth and love 
Were brought by Christ (a nobler name) 
Descending from above. 

2 Amidst the house of God 
Their different works were done ; 

Moses a faithful servant stood, 

But Christ a faithful Son. 

3 Then to his new commands 
Be strict obedience paid; 

O’er all his Father’s house he stands 
The Sovereign and the Head. 

4 The man that durst despise 
The law that Moses brought. 

Behold! how terribly he dies 
For his presumptuous fault. 

5 But sorer vengeance falls 
On that rebellious race, 

Who hate to hear when Jesus calls; 

And dare resist his grace. 




Hymn 119—121 


325 


B. I. __ 

Hymn 119. Common Metre. j_$] 

The different success of the gospel. 1 Cor. i. 23, 
24. 2 Cor. ii. 16. 1 Cor. iii. 6, 7. 

1 /^HRIST and his cross are all our theme ; 
V-y The mysteries that we speak 

Are scandal in the Jews* esteem. 

And folly to the Greek. 

2 But souls enlighten’d from above. 

With joy receive the word; 

They see what wisdom, power and love 
Shine in their dying Lord. 

S The vital savour of his name 
Restores their fainting breath; 

But unbelief perverts the same 
To guilt, despair and death. 

4 Till God diffuse his graces down. 

Like showers of heavenly rain, 

In vain Apollos sows the ground. 

And Paul may plant in vain. 

Hymn 120. Common Metre. [«] 

Faith of things unseen. Heb. xi. 1, 3, 8, 10. 

1 TjWITH is the brightest evidence 
.1? Of things beyond our sight. 

Breaks through the clouds of flesh and sense, 
And dwells in heavenly light 

2 It sets times past in present view. 

Brings distant prospects home. 

Of tilings a thousand years ago, 

Or thousand vears to come. 

3 By faith we know the worlds were made 

By God’s almighty word: 

Abrah’m, to unknown countries led, 

By faith obey’d the Lord. 

4 He sought a city, fair and high. 

Built by th’ eternal hands; 

And faith assures us, though we die. 

That heavenly building stands. 

Hymn 121. Common Metre. [$*] 

Children devoted to God. Gen. xvii. 7, 10. Acts 
xvi. 14, 15, 33. 

(For those who practise Infant Baptism.} 

1 HPHUS saith the mercy of the Lord, 

A ‘ f l’ll be a Gcd to thee; 

D n 








326 Hymn 122, 123. B. L 

“I’ll bless thy numerous race, and they 
“Shall be a seed for me.” 

2 Abrah’m believ’d the promis’d grace, 

And gave his sons to God; 

! But water seals the blessing now. 

That once was seal’d with blood. 

3 Thus Lydia sanctify’d her house. 

When she receiv’d the word; 

Thus the believing jailer gave 
His household to the Lord. 

4 Thus later saints, Eternal King, 

Thine ancient truths embrace; 

To thee their infant offspring bring, 

And humbly claim the grace. 

Hymn 122. Long Metre. [^] 

Believers buried with Christ in baptism. Rom. vi. 3, &c. 

1 T~"\0 we not know that solemn word, 

-L J That we are bury’d with the Lord; 
Baptiz’d into his death, and then 
Put off the body of our sin ? 

2 Our souls receive diviner breath, 

Rais’d from corruption, guilt, and death: 

So from the grave did Christ arise. 

And lives to God above the skies. 

3 No more let sin or Satan reign 
Over our mortal flesh again; 

The various lusts we serv’d before. 

Shall have dominion now no more. 

Hymn 123. Common Metre, [b] 

The repenting prodigal. Luke xv. 13, &c. 

1 T3EHOLD the wretch, whose lust and wine 
XJ Has wasted his estate; 

He begs a share among the swine. 

To taste the husks they eat! 

2 “I die with hunger here,” he cries; 

“ I starve in foreign lands; 

“My Father’s house has large supplies, 

“ "And bounteous are his hands. 

3 “I’ll go, and with a mournful tongue 

“Fail down before his face; 








B. I 


Hymn 124 


327 


“Father, l*ve done thy justice wrong, 

“Nor can deserve thy grace.” 

4 He said—and hasten’d to his home. 

To seek his Father’s love ; 

The Father saw the rebel come. 

And all his bowels move. 

5 He ran, and fell upon his neck, 

Embrac’d and kiss’d his son; 

The rebel’s heart with sorrow brake, 

For follies he had done. 

6 “ Take off his clothes of shame and sin,” 

(The Father gives command) 

“ Dress him in garments white and clean, 
“With rings adorn his hand, 

7 “ A day of feasting I ordain; 

“ Let mirth and joy abound; 

“ My son was dead, and lives again, 

“Was lost, and now is found.” 

Hymn 124. Long Metre! [b] ~ 

The Jirat and second Adam. Rom. v. 12, See. 

1 TAEEP in the dust, before thy throne, 

A-' Our guilt and our disgrace, we own: 
Great God! we own th’ unhappy name. 
Whence sprung our nature and our shame. 

2 Adam the sinner: at his fall. 

Death, like a conqueror, seiz’d us all; 

A thousand new-born babes are dead. 

By fatal union to their head. 

3 But whilst our spirits, fill’d with awe, 

Behold the terrors of thy law. 

We sing the honours of thy grace. 

That sent to save our ruin’d race. 

4 We sing thine everlasting Son, 

Who join’d our nature to his own; 

Adam the second, from the dust 
Raises the ruins of the first. 

5 By the rebellion of one man. 

Through all his seed the mischief ran; 

And bv one man’s obedience now, 

Are all his seed made righteous too. 

6 Where sin did reign and death abound. 
There have the sons of Adam found 






328 


Hymn 125, 126. B. I. 

Abounding life;—there glorious grace 
Reigns through the Lord our righteousness.] 

Hymn 125. Common Metre. [«] 

Christ’v compassion to the weak and templed. Iicb. 
iv, 15, 16. and v. 7. Matt. xii. 20. 

1 /'ITU joy we meditate the grace 
VV Of our High Priest above; 

His heart is made of tenderness. 

His bowels melt with love. 

2 Touch’d with a sympathy within. 

He knows our feeble frame; 

He knows what sore temptations mean. 

For he has felt the same. 

S But spotless, innocent and pure 
The great Redeemer stood, 

While Satan’s fiery darts he bore. 

And did resist to blood. 

4 He in the days of feeble flesh 

Pour'd out his cries and tears, 

And in his measure feels afresh 
What every member bears. 

5 [He’ll never quench the smoking flax. 

But raise it to a flame; 

Tiie bruised reed he never breaks, 

Nor scorns the meanest name.] 

6 Then let our humble faith address 

His mercy and his power; 

We shall obtain delivering grace 
In the distressing hour. 

Hymn 126. Long Metre. [$] 

Charily and uncharitableness. Rom. xiv. 17, 19. 
1 Cor. x. 32. 

1 XTOT different food, nor different dress, 

1\ Compose the kingdom of our Lord > 

But peace, and joy, and righteousness, 

Faith, and obedience to his word. 

2 When weaker Christians we despise, 

We do the gospel mighty wrong; 

For God, the gracious and the wise. 

Receives the feeble with the strong. 

3 Let pride and wrath be banish’d hence., 
Meekness and love our souls pursue; 






329 


B. I. _ Hymn 127, 128. _ 

Nor shall our practice give offence 
To saints, the Gentile, or the Jew. 

Hymn 127. Long Metre] [i] 

Christ’s invitation to tinners; or, humility and 
pride. Matt. xi. 28—30. 

1 “ OME hither, all ye weary souls, 

“Ye heavy laden sinners, come: 

‘‘I’ll give you rest from all your toils, 

“ And raise you to my heavenly home. 

2 “ They shall find rest that learn of me; 

“ I’m of a meek and lowly mind ; 

“But passion rages like the sea, 

“ And pride is restless as the wind. 

3 “ Blest is the man whose shoulders take 
“My yoke, and bear it with delight; 

“ My yoke is easy to his neck, 

“ My grace shall make the burden light/” 

4 Jesus, we come at thy command ; 

With faith, and hope, and humble zeal 
Resign our spirits to thy hand, 

To mould and guide us at thy will. 

Hymn 128. Long Metre. |>] 

The apostles’ commission; or, the gospel attested 
by miracles. Mark xvi. 15,8cc. Matt, xxviii. 18, &c. 

1 “ O, preach my gospel,” saith the Lord; 

vJ “ Bid the whole earth my grace receive ‘ 
“He shall be sav’d that trusts my word; 

“ He shall be damn’d that won’t believe. 

2 “ [I’ll make your great commission known, 

“ And ye shall prove my gospel true, 

“By all the works that I have done, 

“ By all the wonders ye shall do. 

3 Go heal the sick, go raise the dead, 

“ Go cast out devils in my name; 

“ Nor let my prophets be afraid, 

“ Though Greeks reproach, and Jews blaspheme.^ 

4 “ Teach all the nations my commands ; 

“I’m with you till the world shall end; 

“All power is trusted in my hands; 

“ I can destroy, and I defend.” 

6 He spake, and light shone round his head ; 
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode: 

I) d 2 







330 Hymn 129—13L_B. 

They to tiie farthest nations spread 
Tne grace of their ascended God. 

Hymn 129. Long Metre. [$$] 

Submission and deliverance, or, Abraham offering his son* 
Gen. xxii. 6, Ike. 

1 C AINTS, at your heavenly Father’s worth 

Give up your comforts to the Lord; 

He shall restore what you resign. 

Or grant you blessings more divine. 

2 So Abrah’m, with obedient hand. 

Led forth his son at God’s command ; 

The wood, the fire, the knife he took. 

His arm prepar’d the dreadful stroke. 

3 “ Abrah’m, forbear,” the angel cry’d; 

“ Thy faith is known, thy love is try’d ; 

“ Thy son shall live, and in thy seed 
“ Shall the whole earth be blest indeed.” 

4 Just in the last distressing hour 
The Lord displays delivering power ; 

The mount ol danger is the place 
Where we shall see surprising grace. 

Hymn 130. Long Metre. [t>] 

Love and hatred. Phil. ii. 2. Eph. iv. 30, &c} 

1 TVTOW by the bowels of my God, 

iS His sharp distress, his sore complaints, 

By his last groans, his dying blood, 

I charge my soul to love the saints. 

2 Clamour, and wrath, and war be gone. 

Envy and spite forever cease ; 

Let bitter words no more be known 
Amongst the saints, the sons of peace. 

3 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove. 

Flies from the realms of noise and strife ; 

Why should we vex and grieve his love. 

Who seals our souls to heavenly life! 

4- Tender and kind be all our thoughts; 

Through all our lives let mercy run: 

So God forgives our numerous ’faults. 

For the dear sake of Christ his Son. 

Hymn 131. Long Metre. p&] 

The pharisee and publican. Luke xviii. 10,• 8cc» 
1 T>EHOLD how sinners disagree, 

JJ The publican and pharisee 














331 


B. I. Hymn 132, 133. 

One doth his righteousness proclaim. 

The other owns his guilt and shame. 

2 This man at humble distance stands. 

And cries for grace with lifted hands; 

That boldly rises near the throne. 

And talks of duties he has done. 

3 Tiie Lord their different language knows. 
And different answers he bestows; 

The humble soul with grace he crowns., 
Whilst on the proud his anger frowns, 

4 Dear Father, let me never be 
Join’d with the boasting pharisee ; 

I have no merits of my own, 

But plead the sufferings of thy Son. 

Hymn 132. Long Metre. [&] 

Holiness and grace. Titus ii. 10—13. 

1 CO iet our lips and lives express 
O The holy gospel we profess ; 

So let our works and virtues shine. 

To prove the doctrine all divine. 

2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
The honours of our Saviour God, 

When the salvation reigns within. 

And grace subdues the power of sin. 

3 Our flesh and sense must be deny’d, 
Passion and envy, kist and pride; 

While justice, temperance, truth and love, 
Our inward piety approve. 

4 Religion bears our spirits up, 

While we expect that blessed hope, 

The bright appearance of the Lord, 

And faith stands leaning on his word. 

Hymn 133. Common Metre, [b] 

Love and charity. 1 Cor. xiii. 2—7, 13. 



All their religion is a dream, 
If love be wanting there. 


2 Love suffers long with patient eye, 
Nor is provok'd in haste ; 

She lets the present injury die, 
And long forgets the past. 







332 


BA. 


Hymn 134, 135. 

3 [Malice and rage, those tires of heli. 

She quenches with her tongue; 

Hopes and believes, and thinks no ill* 

Though she endures the wrong.] 

4 [She nor desires nor seeks to know 

The scandals of the time ; 

Nor looks with pride on those below. 

Nor envies those that climb.] 

5 She lays her own advantage by. 

To seek her neighbour’s good; 

So God’s own Son came down to die, 

And bought our lives with blood. 

6 Love is the grace that keeps her power 

In all the realms above ; 

There faith and hope are known no more. 

But saints forever love. 

Hymn 134. Long Metre. [*j 

Religion vain without love. 1 Cor. xiii. 1—9. 

! T T AD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 

11 And nobler speech than angels use, 

If love be absent, I am found 
Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 

2 Were I inspir’d to preach and tell 
All that is done in heaven and hell; 

Or could my faith the world remove. 

Still I am nothing without love, 

3 Should I distribute all my store. 

To feed the bowels of the poor; 

Or give my body to the flame. 

To gain a martyr’s glorious name; 

4 If love to God and love to men 
Be absent, all my hopes are vain : 

Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal. 

The works of love can e’er fulfil. 

Hymn 135. Long Metre. [$&] 

The love of Christ shed abroad in the heart . 
Eph. iii. 16, &c. 

1 OME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell 
v.7 Bv faith and love in every breast ; 

Then shall we know, and taste, and feel 
Xhe joys that cannot be express'd. 





333 


B. I. Hymn 136, 137. 


2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, 
Make our enlarged souls possess. 

And learn the height, and breadth, and length 
Of thine unmeasurable grace. 

3 Now to the God, whose power can do 
More than our thoughts or wishes know, 

Be everlasting honours done. 

By all the church, through Christ his Son. 

Hymn 136. Common Metre. [&] 

Sincerity and hypocrisy ; or, formality in worship* 
John iv. 24. Psalm cxxxix. 23, 24. 

1 /^OD is a spirit, just and wise, 

V-T He sees our inmost mind ; 

In vain to heaven we raise our cries. 

And leave pur souls behind. 

2 Nothing but truth before his throne 

With honour can appear ; 

The painted hypocrites are known 
Through the disguise they wear. 

3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies, 

Their bending knees the ground ; 

But God* abhors the sacrifice 
Where not the heart is found. 

4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways, 

And make my soul sincere; 

Then shall I stand before thy face. 

And find acce ptance t here. 

Hymn 137. Long Metre. (X] 

Salvation by grace in Christ. 2 Tim. i. 9, 10, 

1 'VTOW to the power of God supreme 

Be everlasting honours given : 

He saves from hell, (we bless his name) 

He calls our wandering feet to heaven. 

2 Not for our duties or deserts, 

But of his own abounding grace. 

He works salvation in our hearts. 

And forms a people for his praise. 

3 ’Twas his own purpose that begun 
To rescue rebels doom’d to die ; 

He gave us grace in Christ his Son,, 

Jlefore he spread the starry sky. 







334 


Hymn 138, 1S9, 


B. I. 


4 Jesus, the Lord, appears at last, 

And makes his Father’s counsels known; 
Declares the great transactions past. 

And brings immortal blessings down. 

£ He dies! and in that dreadful night 
Did all the powers of hell destroy; 

Rising, he brought our heaven to light, 

And took possession of the joy. 

Hymn 138. Common Metre, [$$] 

Saints in the hands of Christ. John x. 28, 29. 



If I am found in Jesus* hands, 
My soul can ne’er be lost. 


2 His honour is engag’d to save 

The meanest of his sheep ; 

All that his heavenly Father gave 
His hands securely keep. 

3 Nor death nor hell shall e’er remove 

His favourites from his breast; 

In the dear bosom of his love 
They must forever rest. 

Hymn 139. Long Metre. [ss] 

Hope in the covenant; or , God's promise and 
truth unchangeable. Heb. vL 1 7 —19. 

1 T TOW oft have sin and Satan strove 
XT To rend my soul from thee, my God ! 
But everlasting is thy love. 

And Jesus seals it with his blood. 

2 The oath and promise of the Lord 
Join to confirm the wondrous grace; 

Eternal power performs the word, 

And fills all heaven with endless praise. 

3 Amidst temptations sharp and long. 

My soul to this dear reiuge flies; 

Hope is my anchor, firm and strong. 

While tempests blow, and billows rise. 

4 The gospel bears my spirit up ; 

A faithful and unchanging God 
Lays the foundation for my hope, 

In oaths, and promises, and blood. 






B. I. Hymn 140, 141. 335 

Hymn 140. Common Metre. [*f] 

A living and a dead faith ; collected from sev¬ 
eral scriptures. 

1 MISTAKEN sou l s ! ^at dream of heaven, 

And make their empty boast 
Of inward joys, and sins forgiven, 

While they are slaves to lust. 

2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights.. 

If faith be cold and dead ; 

None but a living power unites 
To Christ, the living head. 

3 Tis faith that changes all the heart; 

’Tis faith that works by love; 

That bids all sinful joys depart, 

And lifts the thoughts above. 

4 ’Tis faith that conquers earth and hell 

By a celestial power; 

This is the grace that shall prevail 
In the decisive hour. 

5 [Faith must obey her Father’s will. 

As well as trust his grace; 

A pardoning God is jealous still 
For his own holiness. 

6 When from the curse he sets us free. 

He makes our natures clean; 

Nor would he send his Son to be 
The minister of sin. 

7 His Spirit purifies our frame. 

And seals our peace with God; 

Jesus and his salvation came 
Bv water and bv blood.] 

Hymn 141. Short Metre, [b] 

The humiliation and exaltation of Christ . Isa, 
liii. 1—5, 10—12. 



Reveal thine arm, Almighty Lord, 
And glorify thy Bon. 

2 The Jews esteem’d him here 
Too mean for their belief: 

Sorrows his chief acquaintance were, 
And his companion, grief. 





336 


Hymn 142. 


B. I. 


3 They turn’d their eyes away. 

And treated him with scorn ; 

But ’twas their griefs upon him lay. 

Their sorrows he has borne. 

4 ’Twas for the stubborn Jews, 

And Gentiles, then unknown. 

The God of justice pleas’d to bruise 
His best beloved Son. 

5 “ But I’ll prolong his days, 

“ And make his kingdom stand; 

“ My pleasure,” saith the God of grace, 

“ Shall prosper in his hand. 

6 [“ His joyful soul shall see 
“ The purchase of his pain, 

“ And by his knowledge justify 
“ The guilty sons ol men.] 

7 [“ Ten thousand captive slaves, 

“ Releas’d from death and sin, 

“Shall quit their prisons and their graves, 
“ And own his power divine.] 

3 [“ Heaven shall advance my Son 

“To joys that earth deny’d; 

“Who saw the follies men had done, 

“ And bore their sins, and dy’d.”] 


Hymn 142. Short Metre, [b] 

The same. Isa. liii. 6—12. 

1 T IKE sheep we went astray, 

JL-i And broke the fold of God ; 

Each wandering in a different way. 

But all the downward road. 

2 How dreadful was the hour. 

When God our wanderings laid. 

And did at once his vengeance pour 
Upon the Shepherd’s head i 

3 How glorious was the grace 
When Christ sustain’d the stroke; 

His life and blood the Shepherd pays 
A ransom for the flock. 

4 His honour and his breath 
Were taken both away : 

Join’d with the wicked in his death. 
And made as vile as they. 





Hymn 143 


3S7 


B. I. 


5 But God shall raise his head 
O’er all the sons of men, 

And make him see a numerous seed, 

To recompense his pain. 

6 “Til give him,” saith the Lord, 

“A portion with the strong; 

“ He shall possess a large reward, 

“And hold his honours long.” 

Hymn 143. Common Metre, [b] 

Characters of the children of God; from several 
scriptures. 

1 AS new-born babes desire the breast, 
a~lL To feed, and grow, and thrive; 

So saints with joy the gospel taste. 

And by the gospel live. 

2. [With inward gust their heart approves 
All that the word relates; 

They love the men their Father loves, 

And hate the works he hates.] 

3 [Not all the flattering baits on earth 

Can make them slaves to lust; 

They can’t forget their heavenly birth, 

Nor grovel in the dust. 

4 Not all the chains that tyrants use 

Shall bind their souls to vice; 

Faith, like a conqueror, can produce 
A thousand victories.] 

3 [Grace, like an uncorrupted seed. 

Abides and reigns within; 

Immortal principles forbid 
The sons of God to sin.] 

6 [Not by the terrors of a slave. 

Do they perform his will; 

But with the noblest powers they have 
His sweet commands fulfil.] 

7 They find access, at every hour. 

To God, within the vail; 

Hence they derive a quickening power,. 

And joys that never fail. 

8 O happy* souls! O glorious state 

Of overflowing grace! 

To dwell so near their Father’s seat. 

And see his lovely face. 





3 38 Hymn 144, 145. _ B. I. 

9 Lord, I address thy heavenly throne; 

Call me a child cf thine ; 

Send down the Spirit of thy Son 
To form my heart divine. 

10 There shed thy choicest loves abroad. 

And make my comforts strong : 

Then shall I say, “ My Father God, v 
With an unwavering tongue. 

Hymn 144. Common Metre. [&] 

The witnessing and scaling Spirit. Rom. vii?. 

14, 16. Eph. i. 13, 14. 

1 TX JHY should the children of a King 

VV Go mourning all their days? 

Great Comforter, descend and bring 
Some tokens of thy grace. 

2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints. 

And seal the heirs of heaven ? 

When wilt thou banish my complaints. 

And shew my sins forgiven? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 

In the Redeemer’s blood; 

And bear thy witness with my heart. 

That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of his love,. 

The pledge of joys to come; 

And thy soft wings, celestial Dove, 

Will safe convey me home. 

Hymn 145. Common Metre. 

Christ and Aaron} taken from Heb. vii.and b;. , 

1 JESUS, in thee onr eyes behold 
, I A thousand glories more 

Than the rich gems and polish’d gold 
The sons of Aaron wore. 

2 They lirst their own burnt-offerings brought. 

To purge themselves from sin ; 

Thy life was pure without a spot. 

And all thy nature clean. 

3 [Fresh blood, as constant as the day, 

Was on their altar s]rllt; 

But thy one (dieting takes away. 

Forever, all our guilt.] 

4 [Their priesthood ran through several harfth*. 

" For mortal was their race; 





Hymn 146. 


339 


B. I. 


Thy never-changing office stands 
Internal as thy days.] 

5 [Once, in the circuit of a year. 

With blood, but not his own, 

Aaron within the vail appears 
Before the golden throne. 

6 But Christ, by his own powerful blood. 

Ascends above the skies. 

And in the presence of our God 
Shews his own sacrifice.] 

7 Jesus, the King of Glory, reigns 

On Zion’s heavenly hill, 
lyx)ks like a Lamb that has been slain, 

And wears his priesthood still. 

8 He ever lives to intercede 

Before his Father’s face: 

Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead. 

Nor doubt the Father’s grace. 

Hymn 146. Long Metre. £*] 

Characters of Christ borrowed from inanimate 
things in serif ture. 

1 O, worship at Immanuel’s feet, 

vT See in his face what wonders meet’ 
Earth is too narrow to express 
His worth, his glory, or his grace.] 

2 [The whole creation can afford 

But some faint shadows of my Lord; 

Nature, to make his beauties known. 

Must mingle colours not her own.] 

3 [Is he compar’d to wine or bread ? 

Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed: 
That flesh, that dying blood of thine, 

Is broad of life, is heavenly wine.] 

4 [Is he a tree? The world receives 
Salvation from his healing leaves: 

That righteous branch, that fruitful bough, 

Is David’s root and offspring too.] 

5 [Is he a rose? Not Sharon yields 
Such fragrancy in all her fields: 

Or if the lily he assume. 

The vallies bless the rich perfume.] 

6 [Is he a vine! His heavenly root 
Supplies the boughs with life and fruit; 






340 


B. L 


Hymn 146. 


O let a lasting union join 

My soul to Christ, the living vine!] 

7 [Is he the head ? Each member lives, 

And owns the vital powers he gives; 

The saints below, and saints above. 

Join’d by his Spirit and his love.] 

8 [Is he a fountain ? There I bathe. 

And heal the plague of sin and death: 
These waters all my soul renew, 

And cleanse ray spotted garments too.] 

9 [Is he a fire ? He’ll purge my dross; 

But the true gold sustains no loss; 

Like a refiner shall he sit. 

And tread the refuse with liis feet.] 

10 [Is he a rock ? How firm he proves! 

The Rock of Ages never moves; 

Yet the sweet streams that from him flow. 
Attend us all the desert through.] 

11 [Is he a way ? He leads to God; 

The path is drawn in lines of blood; 

There would I walk, with hope and zeal, 
Till I arrive at Zion’s hill.] 

12 FIs he a door? I’ll enter in: 

Behold the pastures large and green; 

A paradise-—divinely fair; 

None but the sheep have freedom there.] 

13 [Is he design’d a corner-stone. 

For men to build their heaven upon? 

I’ll make him my foundation too. 

Nor fear the pints of hell below ] 

14 [Is he a temple ? I dorea 

Th’ indwelling majesty and power; 

And still to his most holy place, 

Whene'er I pray. I’ll turn my face.] 

15 [Is he a star? He breaks the night. 
Piercing the shades with dawning light; 

1 know his glories from afar, 

I know the bright, the morning-star.] 

16 [Is he a sun ? His beams are grace. 

His course is joy and righteousness: 

Nations rejoice, when he appears 

lo chase their clouds, and dry their tears.] 



341 


B> I. Hymn 14*7, 148. 


17 [O let me climb those higher skies. 

Where storms and darkness never rise: 
There he displays his powers abroad. 

And shines and reigns th’ Incarnate GotL] 

18 [Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars, 

Nor heaven his full resemblance bears; 

His beauties we can never trace, 

Till we behold him face to face. 

Hymn 14*7. Long Metre. [$*] 

The names and titles of Christ ; from several scriptures. 



Nor art nor nature can supply 
Sufficient forms of majesty. 

2 Bright image of the Father’s face,- 
Shining with undiminish’d rays; 

Th’ eternal God’s eternal Son, 

The heir and partner of his throne.] 
o The King of Kings, the Lord most higli. 
Writes his own name upon his thigh: 

He wears a garment clipp’d in blood, 

And breaks the nations with his red. 

4 Where grace can neither melt nor move, 
The Lamb resents his injur’d love; 
Awakes his wrath without delay, 

And Judah’s Lion tears the prey. 

5 But when for works of peace he comes., 
What winning titles he assumes ! 

44 Light of the world, and Life of men 
Nor bears those characters in vain. 

6 With tender pity in his heart. 

He acts the Mediator’s part; 

A friend and brother he appears. 

And well fulfils the names he wears. 

7 At length the Judge his throne ascend^, 
Divides the rebels from his friends, 

And saints in full fruition prove 

His rich variety of love. 


Hymn 14*8. Hallelujah Metre. [$] 


The same. 




The titles of my Lord, 
E £ 2 


1 





342 


Hymn 148 


B. I. 

And borrow all the names 
Of honour from his word. 

Nature nor art 
Can e’er supply 
Sufficient forms 
Of majesty. 

2 In Jesus we behold 
His Father’s glorious face. 

Shining forever bright 
With mild and lovely rays. 

Th’ eternal God’s 
Eternal Son 
Inherits and 
Partakes the throne.] 

o The sovereign King of Kings, 

The Lord of Lords most high. 

Writes his own name upon 
His garment and his thigh. 

His name is call’d 
44 The Word of God,” 

He rules the earth 
W ith iron rod. 

4 Where promises and grace 
Can neither melt nor move. 

The angry Lamb resents 
The injuries of his love; 

Awakes his wrath 
Without delay, 

As lions roar 
And tear the prey, 

5 But when for works of peace 
The great Redeemer comes* 

What gentle characters, 

What titles he assumes: 

“Light of the world. 

“And Life of men;” 

Nor will he bear 
Those names in vain. 

6 Immense compassion reigns 
In our Immanuel’s heart. 

When he descends to act. 

A Mediator’s part. 

He is a friend. 

And brother too; 



Hymn 149 


B. I. 


343 


Divinely kind, 

Divinely true. 

7 At length the Lord, the Judge, 

His awful throne ascends. 

And drives the rebels far 
From favourites and friends: 

Then shall the saints 
Completely prove 
The heights and depths 
Of all his love. 

Hymn 149. Long Metre. [>] 

The offices of Christ; from several scripture^. 

1 TOIN all the names of love and power, 

J That ever men or angels bore; 

Ail are too mean to speak his worth, 

Or set Immanuel’s glory forth. 

2 But O, what condescending w^ays 

He takes to teach his heavenly grace.! 

My eyes with joy and wonder see 
What forms of love he bears to me. 


3 [The “Angel of the covenant” stands 
With his commission in his hands. 

Sent from his Father’s milder throne. 

To make the great salvation known.] 

4 [Great Prophet! let me bless thy name'; 
By thee the joyful tidings came. 

Of wrath appeas’d, of sins forgiven. 

Of hell subdu’d, and peace with He avert/] 

5 [My bright Example and my Guide, 

1 would be walking near thy side; 

O let me never run astray, 

Nor follow the forbidden way! 


6 I love my Shepherd—he shall keep 
My wandering soul amongst his sheep; 
He feeds his flock, he calls their name& 
And in his bosom bears the lambs.] 


7 [My Surety undertakes my cause, 
Answ’ring his Father’s broken laws; 
Behold my soul at freedom set, 

My Surety paid the dreadful debt.] 

3 [Jesus, my great High Priest, has dy’d— 
1 seek no sacrifice beside; 




344 Hymn 150. B. X* 

His blood did once for all atone. 

And now he pleads before the throne.] 

9 [My Advocate appears on high— 

The Father lays his thunder Dy; 

Not all that earth or hell can say. 

Shall turn my Father’s heart away.] 

10 [My Lord, my Conqueror, and my King, 
Thy sceptre and thy sword I sing; 

Thine is the victory, and I sit 

A joyful subject at thy feet.] 

11 [Aspire, my soul, to glorious deeds; 

The Captain of Salvation leads; 

March on, nor fear to win the day. 

Though death and hell obstruct the way.] 

12 [Should death, and hell, and powers unknown 
Put all their forms of mischief on, 

I shall be safe; for Christ displays 
Salvation in more sovereign ways.] 

Hymn 150. Hallelujah Metre. £&] 

The same. 


1 TOIN all the glorious names 
JJ Of wisdom, love, and power. 
That ever mortals knew. 

That angels ever bore: 

All are too mean 
To speak his worth. 

Too mean to set 
My Saviour forth. 

2 But, O what gentle terms. 

What condescending ways 
Doth our Redeemer use 

To teach his heavenly grace i 
Mine eyes with joy 
And wonder see 
What forms of love 
He bears for me. 

3 [Array’d in mortal flesh. 

He, like an angel, stands. 

Ana holds the promises 
And pardons in his hands: 

Commission’d from 
His Father’s throne. 

To make his grace 
To mortals known.] 





345 


B. I. Hymn 150. 


4 [Great Prophet of my God, 

My tongue would bless thy name; 
By thee the joyful news 
Of our salvation came; 

The joyful news 
Of sins forgiven, 

Of hell subdu’d. 

And peace with Heaven.] 

5 [Be thou my Counsellor, 

My Pattern and my Guide; 

And through this desert land 
Still keep me near thy side. 

O let my feet 
Ne’er run astray, 

Nor rove, nor seek 
The crooked way!] 
j 6 [I love my Shepherd’s voice;' 

His watchful eyes shall keep 
My wandering* soul among 
The thousands of his sheep; 

He feeds his flock. 

He calls their names; 

His bosom bears 
The tender lambs.] 

7 [To this dear Surety’s hand 
Will I commit my cause; 

He answers and fulfils 
His Father’s broken laws. 

Behold my soul 
At freedom set! 

My Surety paid 
The dreadful debt.] 

<8 [Jesus, my great High Priest, 
Offer’d his blood, and dy’d; 

My guilty conscience seeks 
No sacrifice beside. 

His powerful blood 
Did once atone; 

And now it pleads 
Before the throne.] 

9 [My Advocate appears 
For my defence on high ; 

The Father bows his ears. 

And lays his thunder by. 




346 


Hymn 150, 


B. I. 


Not all that hell 
Or sm can say 
Shall turn his heart, 

His love away.] 

10 TMy dear almighty Lord, 

My Conqueror and my King, 
Thy sceptre, and thy sword, 
Thy reigning grace, I sing. 

Thine is tne power; 

Behold I sit 
In willing bonds 
Beneath thy feet.] 

11 [Now let my soul arise, 

And tread the tempter down ; 
My Captain leads me forth 
To conquest and a crown. 

A feeble saint 
Shall win the day, 

Though death and hell 
Obstruct the way. 

12 Should all the hosts of death. 
And powers of hell unknown. 
Put their most dreadful forms 
Of rage and mischief on, 

I shall be safe; 

For Christ displays 
Superior power 
And guardian grace. 


END OF THE FIRST BOOK 





HYMNS 


AND 

SPIRITUAL SONGS. 


BOOK II. 

COMPOSED ON DIVINE SUBJECTS. 


Hymn 1. Long Metre. [$$] 

A song of firaise to God. 

1 'VTATURE, with all her powers, shall sing 
lN God the Creator and the King; 

Nor air, nor earth, nor skies, nor seas. 

Deny the tribute of their praise. 

*2 Begin to make his glories known. 

Ye seraphs, that sit near his throne; 

Tune your harps high, and spread the sound 
To the creation’s utmost bound. 

\3 [All mortal things of meaner frame. 

Exert your force, and own his name; 

Whilst with our souls and with our voice/ 

We sing his honours and our joys.] 

4 [To him be sacred all we have. 

From the young cradle to the grave:. 

Our lips shall ms loud wonders tell. 

And every word” a miracle.] 

5 [These Western shores, our native land, 

Lie safe in the Almighty’s hand: 

Our foes of victory dream in vain. 

And wear the captivating chain.] 

Raise monumental praises high 
To Him who thunders through the sky, 

And, with an awful nod or frown,. 

Shakes an aspiring tyrant down.' 






348 Hymn 2, 3. B. IT. 

7 [Pillars of lasting brass proclaim 
The triumphs of th’ Eternal Name; 

While trembling nations read from far 
The honours ot the God of war.] 

8 Thus let our flaming zeal employ 

Our loftiest thoughts and loudest songs; 

Let there be sung, with warmest joy. 

Hosanna from ten thousand tongues. 

9 [Yet, mighty God, our feeble frame 
Attempts in vain to reach thy name; 

The strongest notes that angels raise. 

Faint in the worship and the praise.] 

Hymn 2. Common Metre, [b] 

The death of a sinner. 

1 ]V/fY thoughts on awful subjects roll, 
iVl Damnation and the dead; 

What horrors seize the guilty soul 

Upon a dying bed! 

2 Lingering about these mortal shores,. 

She makes a long delay ; 

Till, like a flood with rapid force. 

Death sweeps the wretch away. 

3 Then swift and dreadful she descends 

Down to the fiery coast. 

Amongst abominable fiends; 

Herself a frighted ghost. 

4 There endless crowds of sinners lie. 

And darkness makes their chains; 

Tortur’d with keen despair, they cry. 

Yet wait for fiercer pains. 

5. Not all their anguish and their blood 
For their old guilt atones, 

Nor the compassion of a God 
Shall hearken to their groans. 

6 Amazing grace, that kept my breath.. 

Nor bid my soul remove. 

Till I bad learn’d my Saviour’s death. 

And well insur’d his love! 

Hymn 3. Common Metre, [b] 

The death and burial of a saint. 

1 T X 7HY do we mourn departing friends. 
V-V Or shake at death’s alarms? 





Hymn 4 


349 


B. II. 

’lis but the voice that Jesus sends, 

To call them to his arms. 

2 Are we not tending upward too. 

As fast as time can move ? 

Nor would we wish the hours more slow. 
To keep us from our Love. 

3 Why should we tremble to convey 

Their bodies to the tomb ? 

There the dear flesh of Jesus lay. 

And left a long perfume. 

4 The graves of all the saints he bles£. 

And soften’d every bed: 

Where should the dying members rest. 
But with their dying head ? 

5 Thence he arose, ascended high. 

And shew’d our feet the way : 

Up to the Lord our souls shall fly. 

At the great rising day. 

6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound. 

And bid our kindred rise: 

Awake, ye nations under ground; 

Ye saints, ascend the skies. 

Hymn 4?. Long Metre. [*] 

Salvation in the cross. 

1 TTERE at thy cross, my dying God, 
n I lay my soul beneath thy love. 
Beneath the droppings of thy blood, 

Jesus! nor shall it e’er remove. 

2 Not all that tyrants think or say. 

With rage and lightning in their eyes, 

Nor hell shall fright my soul away. 

Should hell with all its legions rise. 

3 Should worlds conspire to drive me hence, 
Moveless and firm this heart should lie : 
Resolv’d, (for that’s my last defence) 

If I must perish—here to die. 

4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear; 
Am I not safe beneath thy shade ? 

Thy vengeance will not strike me here ; 
Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 

5 Yes, I’m secure beneath thy blood. 

And all my foes shall lose their aim: 





350 Hymn 5, 6. B. II. 

Hosanna to my dying God ; 

And my best honours to his name. 

Hymn 5. Long Metre. [>] 

Longing to praise Christ better . 

1 T ORD, -when my thoughts with wonder roll 
H O’er the sharp sorrows of thy soul. 

And read my Maker’s broken laws, 

Repair’d and honour’d by thy cross ; 

2 When I behold death, hell, and sin, 

Vanquish’d by that dear blood of thine. 

And see the Man, that groan’d and dy’d, 

Sit glorious by his Father’s side; 

3 My passions rise and soar above: 

I’m wing’d with faith, and fir’d with love ; 
Fain would I reach eternal things, 

And learn the notes that Gabriel sings. 

4 Rut my heart fails, my tongue complains, 

For want of their immortal strains; 

And in such humble notes as these 

Falls far below thy victories. 

5 Well, the kind minute must appear. 

When we shall leave these bodies here, 
These clogs of clay—and mount on high. 

To join the songs above the sky. 

Hymn 6. Common Metre, jjg] 


A morning song. 



Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
To Him who rules the skies. 


2 Night unto night his name repeats, 

The day renews the sound. 

Wide as the heaven on which he sits, 

To turn the seasons round. 

3 ’Tis he supports my mortal frame; 

My tongue shall speak his praise; 

My sins would rouse his wrath to flame. 
And yet his wrath delays. 

4- [On a poor worm thy power might tread. 
And I could ne’er withstand: 

Thy justice might have crush’d me dead 
But mercy held thy hand. 






351 


B. II. Hymn 7> 8. 

5 A thousand wretched souls are tied 
Since the last setting sun ; 

And yet thou lengthenest out my thread. 
And yet my moments run.] 

Dear God, let all my hours be thine. 
Whilst I enjoy the light; 

Then shall my sun in smiles decline. 

And bring a pleasant night. 

Hymn 7. Common Metre. jj&] 

An evening song. 

1 [THREAD Sovereign, let my evening song 

JL-/ Like holy incense rise : 

Assist the offerings of my tongue 
To reach the lofty skies. 

2 Through all the dangers of the day 

Thy hand was still my guard ; 

And still to drive my wants away, 

Thy mercy stood prepar’d.] 

3 Perpetual blessings from above 

Encompass me around, 

But O how few returns of love 
Hath my Creator found ! 

4 What have I done for him who dy’d 

To save my wretched soul ? 

How are my follies multiply’d. 

Fast as my minutes roll! 

5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine, 

To thy dear cross I flee, 

And to thy grace my soul resign, 

To be renew’d by thee. 

6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, 

I lay me down to rest, 

As in th’ embraces of my God, 

Or on my Saviour’s breast. 

Hymn 8. Common Metre. [&] 

A hymn for morning or evening . 

1 TTOSANNA, with a cheerful sound, 

IT To God’s upholding hand ; 

Ten thousand snares attend us round. 

And yet secure we stand. 

2 That was a most amazing power 

That rais’d us with a word, 





352 


Hymn 9, 


B. II 


And every day, and every hour. 

We lean upon the Lord. 

3 The evening rests our weary head, 

And angels guard the room ; 

We wake, and we admire the bed 
That was not made our tomb. 

4 The rising morning can’t assure 

That we shall end the day ; 

For death stands ready at the door 
To snatch our lives away. 

5 Our breath is forfeited by sin 

To God’s revenging law: 

We own thy grace, immortal King, 

In every gasp we draw. 

6 God is our sun, whose daily light 

Our joy and safety brings ; 

Our feeble flesh lies safe at night 
Beneath his shady w'<ngs. 

Hymn 9. Common Metre, [b] 

Godly sorrow arising from the sufferings oj Christ . 



Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 


2 [Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine, 

And bath’d in its own blood. 

While, all expos’d to wrath divine, 

" The glorious sufferer stood!] 

3 Was it for crimes that I had done, 

He groan’d upon the tree ? 
Amazing pity ! grace unknown! 

And love beyond degree ! 

4 Well might the s>un in darkness hide, 

And shut his glor.es in, 

When God, the mighty Maker, dy’d 
For man, the creature’s sin. 

5 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 

While his dear cross appears. 
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness. 
And melt mine eyes in tears. 

6 But drops of grief can ne’er repay 

The debt of love I owe: 




353 


B. II. Hymn 10, 11. 

Here, Lord, 1 give myself away ; 

’Tis all that I can do. 

Hymn 10. Common Metre, [fo] 

Parting with carnal joys. 

1 A 1Y soul forsakes her vain delight, 
iVl And bids the world farewell; 

Base as the dirt beneath my feet. 

And mischievous as hell. 

2 No longer will I ask your love. 

Nor seek your friendship more ; 

The happiness that I approve 
Lies not within your power. 

3 There’s nothing round this spacious earth 

That suits my large desire; 

To boundless jcy and solid mirth 
My nobler thoughts aspire. 

4 [Where pleasure rolls its living flood. 

From sin and dross refin’d, 

Still springing from the throne of God* 

And fit to cheer the mind. 

5 Th’ almighty Ruler of the sphere. 

The glorious and the great. 

Brings his own all-sufficience there, 

To make our bliss complete.] 

6 Had I the pinions of a dove, 

I’d climb the heavenly road; 

There sits my Saviour, dress’d in love, 

And there my smiling God. 

Hymn 11. Long Metre. 

The same. 

1 T SEND the joys of earth away; 

A Away, ye tempters of the mind, 

False as. the smooth deceitful sea. 

And empty as the whistling wind. 

2 Your streams were floating me along 
Down to the gulf of tflack despair; 

And whilst I listen’d to your song, 

Your streams had e’en convey’d me there. 

3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace. 

That warn’d me of that dark abyss ; 

That drew me from those treacherous seas, 
Apd bade me seek superior bliss. 





354 


Hymn 12, 13. B. II . 

4 Now to the shining realms above 

I stretch my hands, and glance my eyes; 

O for the pinions of a dove, 

To bear me to the upper skies ! 

5 There, from the bosom of my God, 

Oceans of endless pleasures roll; 

There would I fix my last abode. 

And drown the sorrows of my soul. 

Hymn 12 Common Metre. [b] 

Christ is the substance of the Levitical priesthood . 



So fly the shadows and the stars 
Before the rising dawn. 

2 No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs. 

Nor kid, nor bullock slain; 

Incense and spice, of costly names. 

Would all be burnt in vain. 

3 Aaron must lay his robes away. 

His mitre and his vest, 

When God himself comes down to be 
The offering and the priest. 

4 He took our mortal flesh, to show 

The wonders of his love ; 

For us he paid his life below, 

And prays for us above. 

5 “ Father,” he cries, “ forgive their sins, 

“For I myself have dy’d 
And then he shows his open’d veins, 

And pleads his wounded side. 

Hymn 13. Long Metre. [*] 

The creution , preservation , dissolution , and res¬ 
toration of this world. 

1 CING to the Lord, who built the skies, 

O The Lord, who rear’d this stately frame ; 
Let all the nations sound his praise. 

And lands unknown repeat his name. 

3 He form’d the seas, and fram’d the hills. 
Mode every drop, and every dust; 

Nature and time, with all their wheels. 

Arid put them into motion first. 

3 Now from his high imperial throne. 

He looks far down upon the spheres ; 





3.55 


B. II. Hymn 14,15. 

He bids the shining orbs roll on, 

And round he turns the hasty years. 

4 Thus shall this moving engine last. 

Till all his saints are gather’d in : 

Then for the trumpet’s dreadful blast. 

To shake it all to dust again. 

5 Yet when the sound shall tear the skies. 

And lightning burn the globe below. 

Saints, you may lift your joyful eyes. 

There’s a new heaven and earth for you. 

Hymn !!♦. Short Metre. [^] 

The Lord's day ; or , delight in ordinances . 

1 XI 7ELCOME, sweet day of rest, 

V V That saw the Lord arise ; 

Welcome to this reviving breast. 

And tliese rejoicing eyes 1 

2 The King himself comes neir, 

And feasts his saints to-day; 

Here we may sit, and see him here!;, 

And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day amidst the place 
Where my dear God hath been. 

Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
Of pleasurable sin. 

4 My willing soul would stay 
In such a frame as this; 

And sit and sing herself away 
To everlasting bliss. 

Hymn 15. Long Metre. [$] 

The enjoyment of Christ ; or, delight in worships 

1 T^AR from my thoughts, vain world, be gone ; 
Jl Let my religious hours alone : 

Fain would my eyes my Saviour see—- 
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee! 

2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, 

And kindles with a pure desire: 

Gome, my dear Jesus, from above. 

And feed my soul with heavenly love. 

3 [The trees of life immortal stand 

In blooming rows at thy right hand ; 

And, in sweet murmurs by their side, 

Rivers of bliss perpetual glide. 





356 Hymn 16, 17. B. If. 

4 Haste then, but with a smiling face. 

And spread the table of thy grace; 

Bring down a taste of truth divine. 

And cheer my heart with sacred wine.] 

5 Bless’d Jesus, what delicious fare ! 

How sweet thy entertainments are ! 

Never did angels taste above 
Redeeming grace and dying love. 

6 Hail! great Immanuel, ail divine! 

In thee thy Father's glories shine : 

Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One, 

That eyes have seen, or angels known ! 

Hymn 16. Long Metre. 

Part the second. 

1 T ORD, what a heaven of saving grace 
L-i Shines through the beauties of thy face, 
And lights pur passions to a flame ! 

Lord, how we love thy charming name. 

2 When I can say, my 'God is mine, 

When I can feel thy glories shine, 

I tread the world beneath my feet. 

And all that earth calls good or great. 

3 While such a scene of sacred joys 
Our raptur’d eyes and souls employs, 

Here we could sit, and gaze away 
A long, an everlasting day. 

4 Well, .we shall quickly pass the night, 

To the fair coasts of perfect light ; 

Then shall our joyful senses rove 
O’er the dear object of our love. 

5 [There shall we drink full draughts of bliss, 
And pluck new life from heavenly trees ; 

Yet now and then, dear Lord, bestow 

A drop of heaven on worms below. 

6 Send comforts down from thy right hand. 
While we pass through this barren land; 

And in thy temple let us see 

A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee.] 

Hymn i7. Common Metre! 

God’s eternity. 

ISE, rise, mv soul, and leave the ground. 
Stretch all thy thoughts abroad; 













B. II 


Hymn 18 


357 


Ana rouse up every tuneful sound 
To praise th’ Eternal God. 

2 Long ere the lofty skies were spread, 

Jehovah fill’d his throne ; 

Of Adam form’d, or angels made. 

The Maker liv’d alone. 

3 His boundless years can ne’er decrease. 

But still maintain their prime ; 

Eternity’s his dwelling place, 

And ever is his time. 

4 While like a tide our minutes flow. 

The present and the past. 

He fills his own immortal now. 

And sees our ages waste. 

5 The sea and sky must perish too. 

And vast destruction come; 

The creatures—look! how old they grow. 
And wait their fiery doom. 

6 Well, let the sea shrink all away. 

And flames melt down the skies. 

My God shall live an endless day, 

When old creation dies. 

Hymn 18. Long Metre. 

The ministry of angels. 

1 TTIGH on a hill of dazzling light, 

11 The King of Glory spreads his seat. 
And troops of angels, stretch’d for flight. 
Stand waiting round his awful feet 

2 “ Go,” saith the Lord, “ my Gabriel, go, 

“ Salute the virgin’s fruitful womb ! 

“ Make haste, ye cherubs, down below. 
Sing and proclaim—the Saviour’s come.” 

3 Here a bright squadron leaves the skies, 
And thick around Elisha stands; 

Anon a heavenly soldier flies, 

And breaks the chains from Peter’s hands. 

4 Thy winged troops, O God of Hosts, 

Wait on thy wandering church below; 
Here we are sailing to thy coasts 

Let angels be our convoy too. 

5 Are they not all thy servants, Lord? 

At thy command they go and come; 





358 Hymn 19, 20. B. IL 

With cheerful haste obey thy word. 

And guard thv children to their home. 

Hymn 19. Common Metre. [&] 

Our bodies frail, and God our preserver. 



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But we’ll confess, O Lord, to thee, 
What feeble things we are. 


2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, 

And flourish bright and gay; 

A blasting wind sweeps o’er the land. 

And fades the grass away. 

3 Our life contains a thousand springs. 

And dies, if one be gone; 

Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings 
Should keep in tune so long. 

4 But ’tis our God supports our frame. 

The God who built us first; 

Salvation to th’ Almighty Name 
That rear’d us from the dust. 

5 [He spake—and straight our hearts and brains, 

In all their motions, rose; 

“ Let blood,” said he, “ flow round the veins,” 
And round the veins it flows. 

6 While we have breath, or use our tongues. 

Our Maker we’ll adore ; 

His Spirit moves our heaving lungs, 

Or they would breathe no more.] 

Hymn 20. Common Metre, [b] 

backsliding s and returns ; or, the inconstancy of our love* 

1 \ \ 7HY is my heart so far from thee, 

VV My God, my chief delight ? 

Why are my thoughts no more by day 
With thee, no move by night ? 

2 [Whv should my foolish passions rove ? 

Where can such sweetness be. 

As I have tasted in thy love, 

4s I have found in thee ? 

3 When my forgetful soul renews 

The savour of thy grace. 

My heart presumes I cannot lose 
The relish all my days. 








359 


B. II. Hymn 21. 

4 But ere one fleeting hour is past. 

The flattering world employs 
Some sensual bait to seize my taste, 

And to pollute my joys. 

5 [Trifles of nature, or of art, 

With fair, deceitful charms, 

Intrude into my thoughtless heart. 

And thrust me from thy arms.] 

6 Then I repent, and vex my soul 

That I should leave thee so; 

Where will those wild affections roll 
That let a Saviour go ? 

7 [Sin’s promis’d joys are turn’d to pain, 

And 1 am drown’d in grief; 

But my dear Lord returns again, 

Pie flies to my relief! 

8 Seizing my soul with sweet surprise, 

He draws with loving bands; 

Divine compassion in his eyes. 

And pardon in his hands.] 

9 [Wretch that I am, to wander thus, 

In chase of false delight! 

Let me be fasten’d to thy cross, 

Rather than lose thy sight.] 

10 [Make haste, my days, to reach the goal. 

And bring my heart to rest 
On the dear centre of my soul. 

My God, my Saviour’s breast!] 

Hymn 21. Long Metre. [>fj “ 
A song of firaise to God the Redeemer . 

1 T ET the old heathens tune their song 
i-rf Of great Diana, and of Jove ; 

But the sweet theme that moves my tongue 
Is my Redeemer and his love. 

2 Behold ! a God descends and dies. 

To save my soul from gaping hell 1 
How the black gulf, where Satan lies. 
Yawn’d to receive me when I fell ! 

3 How justice frown’d, and vengeance stood, 
To drive me down to endless pain ! 

But the great Son propos’d his blood, 

And heavenly wrath grew mild again. 








360 


B. II. 


Hymn 22, 23. 


4 Infinite Lover! gracious Lord ! 

To thee be endless honours given : 

Thy wondrous name shall be ador’d, 

Round the wide earth, a nd wider heaven. 

Hymn 22. Long Metre, [b] 

With God is terrible majesty. 

1 r I 'ERRIBLE God, who reign’st on high, 

A How awful is thy thundering hand ; 
Thy fiery bolts, how fierce they fly ; 

Nor can all earth or hell withstand. 

2 This the old rebel angels knew. 

And Satan fell beneath thy frown : 

Thine arrows struck the traitor through. 
And weighty vengeance sunk him down. 

3 This Sodom felt—and feels it still— 

And roars beneath th’ eternal load: 

“ With endless burnings who can dwell, 

“ Or bear the fury of a God f r 

4 Tremble, ye sinners, and submit; 

Throw down your arms before his throne: 
Bend your heads low beneath his feet. 

Or his strong hand shall crush you down. 

5 And ye, bless’d saints, that love him too. 
With reverence bow before his name ; 

Thus all his heavenly servants do: 

God is a bright and burning flame. 

Hymn 23. Long Metre. [*] 

The sight of God and Christ in heaven. 

1 TA ESC END from heaven, immortal Dove, 

Stoop down, and take us on thy wings 
And mount, and bear us far above 
The reach of these inferior things: 

2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky, 

Up where eternal ages roll; 

Where solid pleasures never die. 

And fruits immortal feast the soul. 

3 O for a sight, a pleasing sight 
Of our Almighty Father’s throne ! 

There sits our Saviour, crown’d with light, 
Cloth’d in a body like our own. 

4 Adoring saints around him stand, 

And thrones and powers before him fall; 





B. II. Hymn 24. 36.1 

Ttie God shines gracious through the man, 
And sheds sweet glories on them all! 

5 O what amazing joys they feel, 

While to their golden harps thsy sing; 

And sit on eveiy heavenly hill, 

And spread the triumphs of their King 5 

6 When, shall the day, dear Lord, appear. 
That I shall mount to dwell above; 

And stand and bow among them there. 

And view thy face, and sing, and love? 


Hymn 24. c Long Metre. [$$] 

The evil of sin visible in the Jail oj angels and men « 

1 TXT HEN the great Builder arch’d the skies, 

V \ And form’d all nature with a word; ' 
The joyful cherubs tun’d his praise, 

And every bending throne ador’d. 

2 High in the midst of all the throng, 

Satan, a tall arch-angel, sat! 

Amongst the morning stars he sung. 

Till sin destroy’d his heavenly state. 

3 [’Twas sin that hurl’d him from his throne, 
Grov’ling in fire, the rebel lies; 

How art thou sunk in darkness down, 

Hon of the morning , from the skies /] 

4 And thus our two first parents stood. 

Till sin defil’d the happy place: 

They lost their garden and their God, 

And ruin’d all their unborn race. 

5 [So sprung the plague from Adam’s bowel'. 
And spread destruction all abroad: 

Sin, the curs’d name, that in one hour 
Spoil’d six days labour of a God.] 

6 Tremble, my soul, and mourn for grief. 

That such a foe should seize thv breast; 

Fly to thy Lord for quick relief; 

Oh ! may he slay this treacherous guest 

7 Then to thy turone, victorious King, 

Then to thy throne our shouts shall rise ; 
Thine everlasting arms we sing, 

For sin, the monster, bleeds and dies. 

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362_ Hymn 25, 26. _ B. II . 

Hymn 25. Common Metre. 

Complaining of spiritual sloth. 

1 A/r Y drowsy powers, why sleep ye so! 

IVi. Awake, mv sluggish soul! 

Nothing has half thy work to do; 

Yet nothing’s half so dull! 

2 The little ants for one poor grain, 

Labour, and tug, and strive; 

Yet we, who have a heaven t’ obtain. 

How negligent we live! 

S-We, for whose sake all nature stands. 

And stars their courses move ; 

We, for whose guard the *Sngel bands 
Come flying from above; 

4 We, for whom God the Son came down. 

And labour’d for our good; 

How careless to secure that crown 
He purchas’d with his blood! 

5 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still. 

And never act our parts > 

Come, holy Dove, from th* heavenly hill, 

And sit and warm our hearts. 

6 Then shall our active spirits move ; 

Upward our souls shall rise: 

With hands of faith, and wings of love, 

We’ll fly, and take the prize. 


Hymn 26* Long Metre. 

God invisible. 



Oh! ’tis beyond a creature’s mind. 

To glance a thought half way to God. 

% Infinite leagues beyond the sky. 

The great Eternal reigns alone ; 
Where neither wings nor souls can fly, 
Nor angels climb the topless throne. 

31 The Lord of Glory builds his seat 
Of gems incomparably bright; 

And lays beneath his sacred feet 
Substantial beams of gloomy night 
4 Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious eyes 
Look through, and cheer us from above ; 
Beyond our praise thy grandeur flies, - 
Yet we adore, and yet we love. 






B. II. 


_Hymn 27, 28._308 

Hymn 27. Long Metre. [$£] 

Praise yc him , all Inn angels. Psaim cxiviii. 2. 

1 /'V)D! the eternal, awful name, 

v_X That the whole heavenly army fears. 

That shakes the wide creation’s frame. 

And Satan trembles when he hears. 

2 Like flames of Are his servants are. 

And light surrounds his dwelling-place; 

But, O ye fiery flames, declare 

The brighter glories of his face. 

3 ’Tis not for such poor worms as we 
To speak so infinite a thing; 

But your immortal eyes survey 
The beauties of your sovereign King. 

4 Tell how he shews his smiling face. 

And clothes all heaven i,n bright array ; 
Triumph and joy run through the place. 

And songs eternal as the day. 

5 Speak—for you feel his burning love—- 
YVhat zeal it spreads through all your frame’" 
That sacred fire dwells all above, 

For we, on earth, have lost the name, 
fi [Sing of his power and justice too; 

That infinite right hand of his, 

That vanquish’d Satan and his crew, 

Wheu thunder drove them .down from bliss.'] 

7 What mighty storms of poison’d darts 
Were hurl’d upon the rebels there! 

What deadly javelins nail’d their hearts 
Fast to the racks of long despair! 

8 [Shout to your King, ye heavenly host; 

You that beheld the sinking foe; 

Firmly ye stood when they were lost; 

Praise the rich grace that kept ye so. 

9 Proclaim his wonders from the skies; 

Let every distant nation hear; j 
And while you sound his lofty praise, 

Let humble mortals bow and fear.] 

Hymn 28. Common Metre, [b] 

Death and eternity. 

1 QTOOP down, mv thoughts, that us’d to rise, 
M Converse a while with death; 





364 _ Hymn 29, 30. _ B. II . 

Think how a gasping mortal lies,. 

And pants away his breath. 

2' His quivering lip hangs feebly down. 

His pulse is faint and few: 

Then, speechless, with a doleful groag. 

He bids the world adieu. 

3 But oh, the soul, that never dies? 

At once it leaves the clay! 

Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies, 

And track its wondrous way! 

4 Up to the courts where angels dwell. 

It mounts—triumphing there; 

Or devils plunge it down to heil. 

In infinite despair! 

5 And must my body faint and die? 

And must this soul remove ? 

Oh, for some guardian angel nigh. 

To bear it safe above ! 

6 Jesus, to thy dear faitliful hand 

My naked soul I trust; 

And my flesh waits for thy command. 

To drop into my dust. 

Hymn 29. Common Metre. [$] 

Redemption by price and power. 

1 TESUS, with all thy saints above, 

J My tongue would bear her part; 

Would sound aloud thy saving love. 

And sing thy bleeding heart. 

2 Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, 

Who bought me with his blood. 

And quench’d his Father’s flaming sword 
In his own vital flood ; 

3 The Lamb that freed my captive soul 

From Satan’s heavy chains, 

And sent the lion down to howl, 

Where hell and horror reigns. 

.4 All glory to the dying Lamb, 

And never ceasing praise. 

While angels live to know his name, 

Or saints to feel his grace. 

Hymn 30. Short Metre. 

Heavenly joy on earth. 

% [jOOME, we that love the Lord-, 

V- / And let cur joys be known: 








Hymn 31 


36.5 


b. n. 


Join in a song with sweet accord, 

And thus surround the throne. 

2 The sorrows of the mind 
Be banish’d from the place: 

Religion never was design’d 
To make our pleasures less.] 

3 Let those refuse to sing. 

That never knew our God ; 

But favourites of the heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

4 [The God that rules on high, 

And thunders when he please. 

That rides upon the stormy sky. 

And manages the seas.] 

5 This awful God is our’s. 

Our Father and our love; 

He will send down his heavenly powers 
To cariy us above. 

6 There we shall see his face, 

And never, never sin ; 

There, from the rivers of his grace. 

Drink endless pleasures in. 

7 Yes, and before we rise 
To that immortal state. 

The thoughts of such amazing bliss 
Should constant joys create. 

8 [The rnen of grace have found 
Glory begun below; 

Celestial fruits, on earthly ground, 

From faith and hope may grow.] 

9 [The hill of Zion yields 
A thousand sacred sweets. 

Before we reach the heavenly fields, 

Or walk the golden streets. 

10 Then let our songs abound. 

And every tear be dry ; 

We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground. 
To fairer worlds on hieh.] 

_ u J_ 

Hymn 31. Long Metre. O] 

Christ's presence makes death easy. 

&TX7HY should we start and fear to die? 

> v V What timorous worms we mortals are 
' G 6 2 





366 Hymn 32, 33. B. II. 


Death is the gate of endless joy. 

And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife. 
Fright our approaching souls away ; 

Still we shrink back again to life. 

Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 Oh ! if my Lord would come and meet. 
My soul would stretch her wings in haste. 
Fly, fearless, through death’s iron gate. 

Nor feel the terrors as she pass’d. 

4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
Feel soft as downy pillows are. 

While on his breast I lean my head. 

And breathe my life out sweetly there. 

Hymn 32. Common Metre, [b} 

Frailty and folly. 

1 T TOW short and hasty is our life ? 
n How vast our souls’ affairs ! 

Yet senseless mortals vainly strive 
To lavish out their years, 

3 Our days run thoughtlessly along. 

Without a moment’s stay; 

Just like a story, or a song. 

We pass our lives away. 

3 God, from on high, invites us home, 

But we march heedless on ; 

And, ever hastening to the tomb. 

Stoop downward as we run. 

4 How we deserve the deepest hell, 

That slight the joys above ! 

What chains of vengeance should we feel. 
That break such cords of love ! 

5 Draw us, O God, with sovereign grace. 

And lift our thoughts on high. 

That we may end this mortal race. 

And see salvation nigh. 


m 


Hymn 33. Common Metre. 

The blessed society in heaven. 

\ TJ AISE thee, my soul, flv up, and run 
TV Through every heavenly street, 

And say, There’s nought below the sun 

Tint’s Worthy bf tliy feet. 





B. II. 


Hymn 34 


367 


2* [Thus will we mount on sacred wings. 

And tread the courts above : 

Nor earth, nor all her mightiest things, 

Shall tempt our meanest love.] 

There, on a high majest’C throne, 

Th* Almighty Father reigns. 

And sheds his glorious goodness down 
On all the blissful plains. 

4 Bright, like the sun, the Saviour sits, 

And spreads eternal noon: 

No evenings there, nor gloomy nights* 

To want the feeble moon. 

5 Amidst those ever-shining skies, 

Behold the sacred Dove; 

While banish’d sin, and sorrow flies 
From all the realms of love. 

6 The glorious tenants of the place 

Stand bending round the throne; 

And saints and seraphs sing and praise 
The infinite Three-One. 

17 [But, oh, what beams of heavenly grace 
Transport them all the while ! 

Ten thousand smiles from Jesus’ face, 

And love in every smile !] 

8 Jesus, O when shall that dear day. 

That joyful hour, appear, 

When I shall leave this house of clay, 

To dwell amongst them there ? 

Hymn 34*. Common Metre. [$*] 

Breathing after the Hokj Spirit, ; or, fervency of 
devotion desired. 


1 pOME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
v_v With all thy quickening powers, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 

In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 Look, how we grovel here below. 

Fond of these trifling toys : 

Our souls can neither fly, nor go, 

To reach eternal joys. 

3 In vain we tune our formal soti^s, 

In vain we strive to rise; 

Hosannas languish on our to:igiteV 3 
And Our devotion dies. 




368 


Hymn 35, 36. B. II. 


4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever lie 

At this poor dying rate ? 

Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
And thine to us so great ? 

5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 

With all thy quickening powers; 
Come, shed abroad a Saviour’s love. 
And that shall kindle ours. 


Hymn 35. Common Metre. [*] 

Praise to God for creation and redemption, 

1 T ET them neglect thy glory. Lord, 

JLi Who never knew thy grace; 

But our loud song shall still record 

The wonders of thy praise. 

2 We raise our shouts, O God, to thee. 

And send them to thy throne ; 

All glory to th’ united Three, 

The undivided One. 


*>3 ’Tvvas He (and we’ll adore his name) 
Who form’d us by a word; 

’Twas He restor’d our ruin’d frame : 
Salvation to the Lord ! 


4 Hosanna! let the earth and skies 
Repeat the joyful sound ; 

Rocks, hills, and yales reflect the voice. 
In one eternal round. 


Hymn 36. Short Metre. [$] 

Christ's intercession. 

1 XX7ELL, the Redeemer’s gone 

VV T* appear before our God, 

To sprinkle o’er the flaming throne 
With his atoning blood. 

2 No fiery vengeance now. 

No burning wrath comes down ; 

If justice calls for sinners’ blood. 

The Saviour shows his own. 

3 Before his Father’s eye 
Our humble suit he moves ; 

The Father lays his thunder by. 

And looks, and smiles, and loves 






369 


B. II. Hymn 37. 


4 Now may our joyful tongues 
Our Maker’s honour sing; 

Jesus, the Priest, receives our songs, 
And bears them to the King. 

5 [We bow before his face. 

And sound his glories high : 

‘‘Hosanna to the God of grace, 

“ Who lays his thunder by.] 

6} “On earth thy mercy reigns, 

“ And triumphs all above 
But, Lord, how weak are mortal strains 
To speak immortal love! 

Z‘ [How jarring and hew low 
Are all the notes we sing! 

Sweet Saviour, tune our songs anew. 
And they shall please the King.] 

Hymn 37. Common Metre. 

The same. 


1 T IFT up your eyes to th* heavenly seat. 
Where your Redeemer stays: 

Kind Intercessor, there he sits. 

And loves, and pleads, and prays. 

2. ’Twas well, my soul, he dy’d for thee, 

And shed his vital blood ; 

Appeas’d stem justice on the tree. 

And then arose to God. 

3 Petitions now, and praise may rise. 

And saints their offerings bring; 

The Priest, with his own sacrifice. 

Presents them to the King. 

4 [Let Papists trust what names they please, 

Their saints and angels boast; 

We’ve no such advocates as these, 

Nor pray to th’ heavenly host.] 

5* Jesus alone shall bear my cries 
Up to his Father’s throne ; 

He, dearest Lord, perfumes my sighs, 

And sweetens every groan. 

6 [Ten thousand praises to the King; 
Hosanna in the highest; 

Tpn thousand thanks our spirits bring 
To God, and to his Christ.] 




370 


Hymn 38—40. 


B. IT. 


Hymn 38. 


M 


Common Metre. 

Love to God. 

1 TTAPPY the heart where graces reign, 
Ajl Where love inspires the breast: 
Love is the brightest of the train. 

And strengthens all the rest 

2 Knowledge—alas! ’tis all in vain. 

And all in vain our fear; 

Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, 

If love be absent there. 

S *Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 
In swift obedience move; 

The devils know, and tremble too; 

But Satan cannot love. 

4 This is the grace that lives and sings. 

When faith and hope shall cease ; 

’Tis this shall strike our joyful strings 
In the sweet realms of bliss. 

5 Before we quite forsake our clay. 

Or leave this dark abode, 

The wings of love bear us away 
To see our smiling God. 

~ Hymn 




39. Common Metre, [b] 

The shortness and misery of life. 

1 /^\UR days, alas! our mortal days, 

V-/ Are short and wretched too! 


' 


“ Evil and lew,” the patriarch says. 

And well the patriarch knew. 

2 ’Tis but, at best, a narrow bound. 

That Heaven allows to men ; 

And pains and sins run through the round 
Of threescore years and ten. 

o Well, if ye must be sad and few, 

Run on, my days, in haste; 

Moments of sin and months of wo, 

Ye cannot fly too fast. 

4 Let heavenly love prepare my soul, 

And call her to the skies. 

Where years of long salvation roll, 

And glory never dies. 

* Hymn 4(h Common Metre. 

Our comfort in the covenant made with Christ. 

I /^AUR God, how firm his promise stands, 
V./ E’en when he hides his face! 









371 


B. II. Hymn 41,42. 

He trusts in our Redeemer’s Hands 

His glory and his grace. 

2 Then why, my soul, these sad complaints. 

Since Christ and we are one i* 

Thy God is faithful to his saints, 

Is faithful to his Son. 

3 Beneath his smiles my heart has liv’d. 

And part of heaven possess’d; 

I praise his name for grace receiv'd, 

And trust him for the rest. 

Hymn 41. Long Metre. [&] 

A sight of God mortifies us to the world. 

1 [T TP to the fields where angels lie. 

And living waters gently roll, 

Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly. 
But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 

2 Thy wondrous blood, dear dying Christ, 

Can make his world of guilt remove; 
And thou canst bear me where thou fiy’st, 
On thy kind wings, celestial Dove ! 

3 Oh might I once mount up, and see 
The glories of th’ eternal skies; 

What little things these worlds would be. 
How despicable to my eyes !] 

4 Had I a glance of thee, my God, 

Kingdoms and men would vanish soon; 
Vanish, as though I saw them not, 

As a dim candle dies at noon. 

5 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave, 
I should perceive the noise no more 
Than we can hear a shaking leaf, 

While rattling thunders round us roar. 

6 Great All in All, eternal King, 

Let me but Hew thy lovely face, 

And all my powers shall bow, and sing 
Thine endless grandeur, and thy grace. 

Hymn 42. Common Metre. [$$] 

Delight in God. 

1. TVyTY God, what endless pleasures dwell 
1YJL Above, at thy right hand ! 

Thy courts below, how amiable. 

Where all thy graces stand 1 





372 


Hymn 43 


, B. ir. 


2 The swallow near thy temple lies, 

And chirps a cheerful note ; 

The lark mounts upward tow’rd the skk&> 
And tunes her warbling throat: 

3 And we, when in thy presence. Lord, 

Do shout with joylul tongues; 

Or, sitting round our Father’s board. 

We crown the feast with songs. 

4 While Jesus shines with quickening graces 

We sing, and mount on high ; 

But, if a frown becloud his face. 

We faint, and tire, and die. 

5 [Just as we see the lonesome dove 

Bemoan her widow’d state, 

Wandering, she flies through all the grove,. 
And mourns her loving mate: 

6 Just so, our thoughts from thing to thing 

In restless circles rove; 

Just so we droop, and hang the wing. 
When Jesus hides his love.] 

Hymn 43. Long Metre. (X) 

Christ's sufferings and glory. 

1 'YTOW for a tune of lofty praise 
lN To great Jehovah’s equal Son ! 

Awake, my voice, in heavenly lays. 

Tell loud the wonders he hath done. 

2 Sing, how he left the worlds of light. 

And the bright robes he wore above; 

How swift and joyful was his flight 
On wings of everlasting love ! 

3 [Down to this base, this sinful earth. 

He came to raise our nature high; 

He came t’ atone Almighty wrath— 

Jesus, the God, was born to die.] 

4 [Hell, and its lions, roar’d around; 
flis precious blood the monsters spilt; 
While weighty sorrows press’d him down. 
Large as the loads of all our guilt.] 

5 Deep in the shades of gloomy death, 

Th’ Almighty Captive prisoner lay ; 

Th’ Almighty Captive left the earth. 

And rose to everlasting day.,. 









373 


B. IT. _ Hym n 44, 43 . 

6 Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light, 

Up to his throne of shining, grace; 

Sec what immortal glories sit 
Round the sweet beauties of his face! 

7 Amongst a thousand harps and songs, 

Jesus, the God, exalted reigns ! 

His sacred name fills all their tongues. 

And echoes through the heavenly plains! 

Hymn 44. Long Metre, [b] 

Hell; or y the vengeance of God. 

1 \\ 7ITH holy fear, and humble song, 

V V The dreadful God our souls adore; 
Reverence and awe become the tongue 
That speaks the terrors of his power. 

2 Far in the deep, where darkness dwells, 
The land of horror and despair, 

Justice has built a dismal hell. 

And laid her stores of vengeance there. 

3 [Eternal plagues, and heavy chains. 
Tormenting racks, and fiery coals. 

And darts t’ inflict immortal pains. 

Dipt in the blood of damned souls, 

4 There Satan, the first sinner, lies. 

And roars, and bites his iron bands ; 

In vain the rebel strives to rise, 

Crush’d with the weight of both thy hands.} 

5 There guilty ghosts of Adam’s race 
Shriek out and howl beneath thy rod; 

Once they could scorn a Saviour’s grace,. 
But they* incens’d a dreadful God. 

6-Tremble, my soul, and kiss the Son— 
Sinner, obey thy Saviour’s call; 

Else your damnation hastens on. 

And hell ganes wide to wait your fall. 

Hymn 45. Long Metre, pq 

God’s condescension to our worship. 

1 HPHY favours. Lord, surprise our souls; 

■A. Will the Eternal dwell with us? 

What canst thou find beneath the poles. 

To tempt thy chariot downward thus ? 

2 Still might he fill his starry throne, 

And please his ears with Gabriel’s songs; 

H H 






374 


B. II, 


Hymn 46, 47. _ 

But heavenly majesty comes down. 

And bows to hearken to our tongues ! 

4 Great God! what poor returns we pay 
For love so infinite as thine ! 

Words are but air, and tongues but clay. 
But thy compassion’s all divine. 

Hymn 46. Long Metre. 

Goa's condescension to human affairs. 



Let everlasting praises fly. 

And tell how large his bounties are. 


2 [He that can shake the worlds he made, 

Or with his word, or with his rod ; 

His goodness, how amazing great! 

And what a condescending God ! 

3 God, that must stoop to view the skies,^ 

And bow to see what angels do, 

Down to the earth he casts his eyes, 

And bends his footsteps downward too.] 

4 He over-rules all mortal things, 

And manages our mean affaii s ; 

On humble souls the King of kings 
Bestows his counsels, and his cares. 

5 Our sorrows and our tears we pour 
Into the bosom of our God ; 

He hears us in the mournful hour. 

And helps to bear the heavy load, 

6 In vain might lofty princes try 
Such condescension to perform ; 

For worms were never rais’d so high 
Above their meanest fellow worm, 
f Oh ! could our thankful hearts devise 
A tribute equal to thy grace. 

To the third heaven cur songs should rise. 
And teach r.he goiden harps thy praise. 

Hymn 47. Long Metre. Q£j 

Glory and grace in ihe ficrson of Christ. 

1 \TOW to the Lord a noble song ! 

^ ^ Awake, my soul; awake, my tongue ; 
Hosanna to th’ Eternal Name, 

And all his boundless love proclaim.. 








B. II, 


Hymn 48. 


315 


2 See, where it shines in Jesus’ face. 

The brightest image of his grace; 

God, in the person of his Son, 

Has all his mightiest works outdone. 

3 The spacious earth and spreading flood 
Proclaim the wise and powerful God 
And thy rich glories from afar 
Sparkle in every rolling star. 

4 But in his looks a glory stands. 

The noblest labour of thine hands; 

The pleasing lustre of his eyes 
Outshines the wonders of the skies. 

5 Grace! ’tis a sw’eet, a charming theme ; 
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus’ name; 

Ye angels, dwell upon the sound; 

Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground. 

€ Oh, may I live tc reach the place 
Where he unveils his lovely face— 

Where all his beauties you behold, 

And sing his name to harps of gold! 

Hymn 48. Common Metre. [&J 

Love to the creatures is dangerous w 

1 T TOW vain are all things here below f 
n How false, and yet how fair! 

Each pleasure hath its poison too. 

And every sweet a snare. 

2 The brightest things below the sky 

Give but a flattering light; 

We should suspect some danger night, 
Where v'e possess delight. 

3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends. 

The partners of our blood, 

How they divide our wavering minds. 

And leave but half for God! 

4 The fondness of a creature’s love. 

How strong it strikes the sense! 

Thither the warm affections move. 

Nor can we call them thence. 

5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be 

My soul’s eternal food ; 

And grace command my heart awajr 
From all created good 






S76 Hymn 49, 50. B. II. 

Hymn 4*9. Common Metre, [b] 


Moses dying in the embraces of God. 

1 TNEATH cannot make our souls afraid, 

If God be with us there; 

We may walk through the darkest shade, 
And never yield to fear. 

2 I could renounce my all below, 

If my Creator bid; 

And run, if I were call’d to go. 

And die as Moses did. 

3 Might I but climb to Pisgah’s top. 

And view the promis’d land. 

My flesh itself would long to drop. 

And pray for the command. 

4 Clasp’d in my heavenly Father’s arms, 

I would forget my breath ; 

And lose my life among the charms 
Of so divine a death. 


Hymn 50. Long Metre, [b] 

Comforts under sorrows and pains. 

J ^TOW let the Lord, my Saviour, smile. 
And shew my name upon his heart; 
I would forget my pains a while. 

And in the pleasure lose the smart. 

2 But oh! it swells my sorrows high, 

To see my blessed Jesus frown ; 

My spirits sink, my comforts die. 

And all the springs of life are down. 

3 Yet why, my soul, why these complaints ? 
Still, while he frowns, his bowels move; 
Still on his heart he ljears his saints. 

And feels their sorrows, and his love. 

4 My name is printed on his breast; 

His book of life contains my name : 

I’d rather have it there impress’d. 

Than in the bright records of fame. 

5 When the last fire burns all things hel;e r 
Those letters shall securely stand, 

And in the Lamb’s fair book appear. 

Writ by th’ eternal Father’s hand, 
h Now shall my minutes smoothly run. 
Whilst here I wait my Father’s will; 

My rising and my setting sun 
Roll gently up and down the hill. 






B. II 


Hymn 5 i 9 52, s*F7 

Hymn 51. Long Metre. [>] 

God the Son equal with the Father. 

1 T> RIGHT King of Glory, dreadful God 1 
J3 Our spirits bow before thy seat: 

To thee we lift a humble thought. 

And worship at thine awful feet. 

2 [Thy power hath form’d, thy wisdom sways. 
All nature with a sovereign word; 

And the bright world of stars obeys 
The will of their superior Lord.] 

3 [Mercy and truth unite in one, 

And, smiling, sit at thy right hand : 

Eternal justice guards thy throne, 

And vengeance waits thy dread command.]. 

4 A thousand seraphs, strong and bright. 

Stand round the glorious Deity ; 

But who, amongst the sons ot light. 

Pretends comparison with thee ? 

5 Yet there is one, of human frame, 

Jesus, array’d in flesh and blood, 

Thinks it no robbery to claim 

A full equality with Gcd. 

6 [Their glory shines with equal beams; 

Their essence is forever one; 

Though they are known by different name§, 
The Father God, and God th£ Son. 

7 Then let the name of Christ, our King, 

With equal honours be ador’d; 

His praise let every angel sing, 

And all the nations own the Lord.] 


Hymn 52. Common Metre, [^3 

Death dreadful, or delightful. 

1 TNEATH ! ’tis a melancholy day 
LJ To those that have no God, 

When the poor soul is forc’d away 

To seek her last abode. 

2 In vain to heaven she lifts her eyes ; 

But guilt, a heavy chain. 

Still drags her downward from the skip, 
To darkness, fire, and pain. 

3 Awake, and mourn, ye heirs of hell, 

Let stubborn sinners fear; 

14 h-2 





S78 Hymn 53 . _ B. II. 

You must be driv’n from earth, and dwell 
A long forever there ! 

4 See how the pit gapes wide for you. 

And flashes in your face ; 

And thou, my soul, look downward too, 

And sing recovering grace. 

5 He is a God of sovereign love, 

Who promis’d heaven to me, 

And taught my thoughts to soar above. 

Where happy spirits be. 

6 Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand, 

Then come the joyful day ; 

Come, death, and some celestial band, 

To l>ear my soul a way. ___ 

’ Hymn 52 . Common Metre. £bj 

The pilgrimage of the saints; or, earth and heaven. 

1 T ORD! what a wretched land is this, 

A —i That yields us no supply: 

No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, 

Nor streams of living joy ! 

2 But pricking thorns through all the ground. 

And mortal poisons grow ; 

And all the rivers that are found. 

With dangerous waters flow. 

3, Yet the dear path to thine abode 
Lies through this horrid land: 

Lord! we would keep the heavenly road. 

And run at thy command. 

4 Our souls shall tread the desert through 

With undiverted feet; 

And faith, and flaming zeal, subdue 
The terrors that we meet. 

5 [A thousand savage beasts of prey 

Around the forest roam : 

But Judah’s Lion guards the way. 

And guides the strangers home/] 

6 [Long nights and darkness dwell below, 

With scarce a twinkling ray ; 

But the bright world to which we go 
Is everlasting day.] 

f Bv glimmering hopes, and gloomy- fe^rs, 

‘We trace the sacred road;.- 







B. H._Hymn 54, 3%& 

Through dismal deeps, and dangerous snares; 
We make our way to God. 

8 Our journey is a thorny maze, 

But we inarch upward still ; 

Forget these troubles of the ways. 

And reach at Zion’s hill. 

9 [See the kind cm gels, at the gates. 

Inviting us to come ! 

There Jesus, the forerunner, waits 
To welcome travellers home.] 

10 There, on a green and flowery mount. 

Our weary souls shall sit. 

And, with transporting joys, recount 
The labours of our feet. 

11 [No vain discourse shall nil our tongue. 

Nor trifles vex our ear; 

Infinite grace shall be our song. 

And God rejoice to hear.] 

12 Eternal glory to the King, 

Who brought us safely through; 

Our tongues shall never cease to sing, 

And endless praise renew. 

Hymn 54. Common Metre. [&] 

God’s presence is light in darkness. 

1 /CY God, the spring of all my joys, 

1V1 The life of my delights. 

The glory of my brightest days, 

And comfort of mv nights i 

2 In darkest shades, if he appear. 

My dawning is begun ! 

He is my soul’s sweet Morning Star, 

And he my rising Sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shipe 

With beams of sacred bliss,^ 

While Jesus shews his heart is mine. 

And whispers— I am his. 

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 

At that transporting word; 

Bun up with joy the shining way, 

T’ embrace my dearest Lord ! 

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 

I'd break through every foe; 

The v.'ings of love, and arms of faith 
Should bear me cdhtpieror through. 





380 Hymn 55, 56t B. H* 


Hymn 55. Common Metre, [b] 

Frail life , and succeeding eternity. 

X HPHEE we adore, Eternal Name, 

A And humbly own to thee 
How feeble is our mortal frame: 

What dying worms are we ! 

$ [Our wasting lives grow shorter still. 

As months and days increase; 

And every beating pulse we tell 
Leaves but the number less. 

3 The year rolls round, and steals a%vay 

The breath that first it gave; 

Whate’er we do, where’er we be. 

We’re travelling to the grave.] 

4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground. 

To push us to the tomb ; 

And fierce diseases wait around. 

To hurry mortals home. 

£ Good God, on what a slender thread 
Hang everlasting things! 

Th’ eternal states of all the dead 
Upon life’s feeble strings ! 

6 Infinite joy, or endless wo. 

Attends on every breath; 

And yet how unconcern’d we go 
Upon the brink of death ! 

7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense 

To walk this dangerous road; 

And, if our souls are hurry’d hence, 

May they be found with God. 


Hymn 56. Common Metre, [b] 

The misery of being without God in this world; 
or, vain Jiros/ierity. 

1 XTO ! I shall envy them no more, 

1^1 Who grew profanely great. 

Though they increase their golden store. 

And rise to wondrous height. 

2 They taste of all the joys that grow 

Upon this earthly clod; 

Well, they may search the creatufe through, 
For they have ne’er a God. “ 

T Shake off the thoughts of dying too,. 

An'cl think your life youx own; 





B. II 


381 


Hymn 57, 58. 

But death comes hastening on to you, 

To mow your glory down. 

4 Yes, you must Ixiw your stately head; 

Away your spirit Hies ; 

And no kind angel near your bed. 

To bear it to the skies. 

5 Go now, and boast of all your stores, 

And tell how bright they shine; 

Your heaps of glittering dust are your’s. 

And my Redeemer’s mine ! 

Hymn 57. Long Metre. [^] 

The pleasures of a good conscience. 

1 T ORD, how secure and blest are they 
JLi Who feel the joys of pardon’d sin ! 

Should storms of wrath: shake earth and sea. 
Their minds have heaven and peace within. 

2 The day glides sweetly o’er their heads, 

Made up of innocence and love ; 

And soft and silent as the shades. 

Their nightly minutes gently move. 

3 [Quick as their thoughts their joys come pi,), 
But fly not half so swift away ! 

Their souls are ever bright as noon. 

And calm as summer evenings be. 

4 How oft they look to th’ heavenly hills. 

Where groves of living pleasures grow * 

And longing hopes, and cheerful smiles. 

Sit undisturb’d upon their brow.] 

5 They scorn to seek our golden toys ; 

But spend the day and share the night 
In numbering o'er the richer joys. 

That heaven prepares for their delight. 

6 While wretched we, like worms and moles. 
Lie grov’img in tiie dust below ; 

Almightv grace, renew our souls, 

And we’ll aspire to glory too. 

Hymn 58. Common Metre. [b] 

The shortness of life, and the goodness of Godj 
1 HPIME ! what an empty vapour ’tis f 
A And days, how swift they are! 

Swift as an Indian arrow flies, 

Or like a shooting star. 






382 


Hymn 59, 


B. II. 


2 [The present moments just appear. 

Then slide away in haste; 

That we can never say— they're here ; 
But only say— they're past .] 

5 [Our life is ever on the wing, 

And death is ever nigh; 

The moment when our lives begin. 

We all begin to die.] 

4 Yet, mighty God! our fleeting days 

Thy lasting favours share; 

Yet, with the bounties of thy grace. 
Thou load’st the rolling year. 

5 ’Tis sovereign mercy finds us food. 

And we are clotli’d with love; 

While grace stands pointing out the road 
That leads our souls above. 

.45 His goodness runs an endless round ; 

All glory to the Lord! 

His mercy never knows a bound ; 

And be his name ador’d! 

7 Thus we begin the lasting song; 

And when we close our eyes, 

Let the next age thy praise prolong. 

Till time and nature dies. 


Hymn 59. Common Metre. [&] 

Paradise on earth. 

1 LORY to God, who walks the sky, 
v_X And sends his blessings through ; 
Who tells his saints of joys on high, 

And gives a taste below. 

3 [Glory to God, who stoops his throne* 
That dust and worms may see’t. 

And brings a glimpse of glory down 
Around his sacred feet. 

3 When Christ, with all his graces crown’d, 

Sheds his kind beams abroad, 

’Tis a young heaven on earthly ground. 
And gloiy in the bud. 

4 A blooming paradise of joy 

In this wild desert springs ; 

And every sense I straight employ 
On sweet celestial things. 




B. IT. 


Hymn 60, 


383 


5 White likes all around appear, 

And each his glory shows ! 

The Rose of Sharon blossoms here. 

The fairest flower that blows. 

6 Cheerful I feast on heavenly fruit. 

And drink the pleasures' down ; 

Pleasures that flow hard by the foot 
Of the eternal throne!] 

7 But ah! how soon my joys decay ; 

How soon my sins 'arise. 

And snatch the heavenly scene away 
From these lamenting eyes! 

8 When shall the time, dear Jesus, when 

The shining day appear, 

That I shall leave these clouds of sin. 

And guilt, and darkness here ? 

9 Up to the fields above the skies, 

My hasty feet would go; 

There everlasting flowers arise, 

And joys unwithering grow. 

Hymn 60. Long Metre. [$£] 

'The truth of God the firomiser ; or, the fir am¬ 
ines are our security . 

} TJRAISE, everlasting praise, be paid 
IT To Him who earth’s foundation laid: 
Praise to the God whose strong decrees 
Sway the creation as he please. 

2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, 

Who rules his people by his word ; 

And there, as strong as his decrees. 

He sets his kindest promises. 

3 [Firm are the words his prophets give ; 
Sweet words, on which his children live; 

Each of them is the voice of God, 

Who spake, and spread the skies abroad. 

4 Each of them powerful as that sound 
That bid the new-made world go round : 

And stronger than the solid poles, 

On which the wheel of nature rolls.] 

5 Whence then should doubts and fears arise ? 
Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes } 

Slowly, alas ! our mind receives 

The comforts that our Maker gives. 










B. II; 


Hymn 61, 62. 

6 Oh, tor a strong, a lasting faith. 

To credit what th 1 Almighty saith ! 

T’ embrace the message of his Son, 

And call the joys of heaven our own. 

Then, should the earth’s old pillars shake ; 
And all the wheels of nature break ; 

Our steady souls would fear no more 
Than solid rocks, when billows roar. 

Our everlasting hopes arise 
Above the ruinable skies, 

Where the eternal Builder reigns. 

And his own court his power sustains. 

Hymn 61. Common Metre, [b] 

A thought of death and glory. 

1 A fY soul, come, meditate the day, 

LVl And think how near it stands. 

When thou must quit this house of clay. 

And fly to unknown lands. 

2 [And you, mine eyes, look down and view 

The hollow gaping tomb : 

This gloomy prison waits for you. 

Whene’er the summons come.] 

3 Oh ! could we die with those that die,, 

And place us in their stead ; 

Then would our spirits learn to fly. 

And converse with the dead. 

-4 Then we should see the saints above 
In their own glorious forms. 

And wonder why our souls should love 
To dwell with mortal worms. 
r 5 [How we should scorn these clothes cf flesh,. 
These fetters and this load. 

And long for evening to undress. 

That we may rest with God.] 

6 We should, almost forsake our clay 
Before the summons come. 

And pray and wish our souls away 
To their eternal home. 

Hymn 52. Common Metre. [ 5 ] 

God the thunder er; or, the last judgment and hell.* 
1 CING to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts, 

^ And thou, O earth, adore : 

*$lcrdein a great sudden storm cf thunder , Aeg.QC. 1697- 






B. II. Hymn 63, 64. 385 

Let death and hell, through all their coasts, 
Stand trembling at his power. 

2 His sounding chariot shakes the sky. 

He makes the clouds his throne; 

1 here all his stores of lightning lie, 

Till vengeance darts them down. 
o His nostrils breathe out fiery streams*— 

And from his awful tongue 
A sovereign voice divides the flames, 

And thunder roars along! 

4 Think, O my soul, the dreadful day. 

When this incensed God 
Shall rend the sky, and burn the sea. 

And fling his wrath abroad! 

5 What shall the wretch, the sinner do? 

He once defy’d the Lord: 

But he shall dread the Thunderer now. 

And sink beneath his word. 

6 Tempests of angry fire shall roll. 

To blast the rebel worm. 

And beat upon his naked soul 
_I n one eternal storm. 

Hymn 63. Common Metre. Tb] 

A funeral thought. 

1 TLT ARK! from the tombs, a doleful sound! 

A A Mine ears, attend the cry— 

“ Ye living men, come, view the ground 
“ Where you must shortly lie. 

2 “ Princes, this clay must be your bed, 

“ In spite of all your towers; 

“The tall, the wise, the reverend head 
“ Must lie as low as ours.” 

3 Great God, is this our certain doom ? 

And are we still secure? 

Still walking downward to the tomb, 

And yet prepare no more? 

4 Grant us the powers of quickening grace. 

To fit our souls to fly ; 

Then, when we drop this dying flesh, 

We’d nse above the sky. 

Hymn 64. Long Metre. £36] 

I f^od th* glory and the dr/'enc of Zion. 

| I TLX A.PPY the church, thou sacred place, 

A A The seat of thy Creator’s grace 

I i 










Hymn 65, 66 . 


B. II 


386 


Thine holy courts are his abode. 

Thou earthly palace of our God. 

2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates 
A guard cf heavenly warriors waits; 

Nor shall thy deep foundations move. 

Fix’d on his counsels and his love. 

3 Thy foes in vain designs engage; 

Against his throne in vain they rage ; 
Like rising waves, with angry roar. 

That dash and die upon the shore. 

4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell. 

Nor fear the wrath of Rome and hell; 
His arms embrace this happy ground, 
Like brazen bulwarks built around. 

5 God is our shield, and God our sun; 
Swift as the fleeting moments run, 

On us he sheds new beams of grace. 
And we reflect his brightest praise. 


Hymn 65. Common Metre. [$$] 

The hope of heaven our support under trials on earth, 

1 X X THEN I can re.ad my title clear 

VV To mansions in the skies, 

I bid farewell to every fear, 

And wipe my weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage. 

And hellish darts be hurl’d, 

Then I can smile at Satan’s rage, 

And face a frowning world. 


3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, 

And storms of sorrow fall; 

May I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven, my all : 

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 

In seas of heavenly rest; 

And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 


Hymn 66 . Common Metre, pj$] 

A fir aspect of heaven makes death easy . 



Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish phi*. 








B. II. 


Hymn 67-' 387 


2 There everlasting spring abides. 

And never-withering flowers; 

Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
This heavenly land from our’s. 

3 [Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, 

Stand dress’d in living green : 

So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 

While Jordan roll’d between. 

4 But timorous mortals start and shrink. 

To cross this narrow sea. 

And linger, shivering on the hrink, 

And fear to launch away.] 

5 Oh! could we make our doubts remove, 

Those gloomy doubts that rise— 

And see the Canaan, that we love, 

With unbeclouded eyes: 

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood. 

And view the landscape o’er ; 

Not Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood, 
Should fright us from the shore. 

Hymn 67. Common Metre. [$] 

God's eternal dominion . 
t REAT God ! how infinite art thou * 

VT What worthless worms are we ! 

Let the whole race of creatures bow. 

And pay their praise to thee. 

3 - Thy throne eternal ages stood. 

Ere seas or stars were made ; 

Thou art the ever-living God, 

Were all the nations dead. 

3 Nature and time quite naked lie 

To thine immense survey. 

From the formation of the sky, 

To the great burning day. 

4 Eternity, with all its years. 

Stands present in thy view; 

To thee, there’s nothing old appears— 
Great God ! there’s nothing new. 

5 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, 

And vex’d with trifling cares ! 

While thine eternal thoughts move on 
Thine undisturb’d affairs. 





388 


Hymn 68, 69. B. Ik 

6 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! 

What worthless worms are we ! 

Let the whole race of creatures bow. 

And pay their praise to thee. 

Hymn 68. Common Metre. 

The humble worship of heaven. 

1 LEATHER, I long, 1 faint to see 
A The place of thine abode! 

I’d leave thy earthly courts, and flee 
Up to thy seat, my God ! 

2 Here I behold thy distant face, 

And ’tis a pleasing sight; 

But to abide in thine embrace 
Is infinite delight! 

3 I’d part with all the joys of sense* 

To gaze upon thv throne ; 

Pleasure springs fresti forever thence. 
Unspeakable, unknown. 

4 [There ail the heavenly hosts are seen; v 

In shining ranks they move ; 

And drink immortal vigour in. 

With wonder, and with love. 

5 Then at thy feet with aw ful fear 

Th* adoring armies fall; 

With joy they shrink to nothing there,, 
Before th’ eternal all. 

6 There I would vie with all the host 

In duty, and in bliss ; 

While less than nothing I could boast. 

And vanity confess.] 

7 The more thy glories strike mine eyes. 

The humbler I shall lie; 

Thus, while I sink, my joys shall rise 
Unmeasurably high. 

Hymn 69. Common Metre. (8Q 

The faithfulness of God in the promises. 

1 [T>EGIN, my tongue, some heavenly theme, 

H And speak some boundless thing ; 

The mighty works, or mightier name 
Of our eternal King. 

2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness. 

And sound his power abroad ; 






389 


B. II. Hymn 70. 

Sing the sweet promise ot' his grace. 

And the performing God. 

3 Proclaim salvation from the Lord , 

For wretched , dying men ; 

His hand has writ the sacred word 
With an immortal pen. 

4 Engrav’d, as in eternal brass, 

The mighty promise shines ; 

Nor can the powers of darkness raze 
Those everlasting lines.] 

5 [He that can dash whole worlds to death. 

And make them when he please; 

He speaks—and that almighty breath 
Fulfils his great decrees. 

6 His very word of grace is strong 

As that which built the skies; 

The voice that rolls the stars along 
Speaks all the promises. 

7 He said —Let the wide heaven be spread, 

And heaven was stretch’d abroad : 

Abratim , I’ll be thy God, he said, 

And he was Abrah’m’s God. 

8 Oh, might I hear thine heavenly tongue 

But whisper— thou art mine ! 

Those gentle words should raise my song 
To notes almost divine. 

9 How would my leaping heart rejoice, 

And think my heaven secure ! 

I’d trust the all-creating voice. 

And faith desires no more.] 

Hymn 70. Long Metre. [1] 

God’s dominion over the sea. Psal. cvii. 23, &c, 

1 OD of the seas, thy thundering voice 
VT Makes all the roaring waves rejoice! 

And one soft word of thy command 
Can sink them, silent, in the sand. 

2 If but a Moses wave thy rod, 

The sea divides and owns its God ; 

The stormy floods their Maker knew,. 

And let his chosen armies through. 

S The scaly shoals, amidst the sea. 

To thee, their Lord, a tribute pay; 

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£90 


Hymn 71 


B. H 


The meanest fish that swims the flood 
Leaps up, and means a praise to God. 

4 [The larger monsters of the deep 
On thy commands attendance keep : 

By thy permission, sport and play. 

And cleave along their foaming way. 

5 If God his voice of tempest rears, 

Leviathan lies still, and fears; 

Anon he lifts his nostrils high, 

And spouts the ocean to the sky.] 

6 How is thy glorious power ador’d 
Amidst these watery nations, Lord! 

Yet the bold men that trace the seas. 

Bold men refuse their Maker’s praise. 

7 [What scenes of miracles they see, 

And never tune a song to thee! 

While on the flood they safely ride. 

They curse the hand that smooths the tide. 

8 Anon they plunge in watery graves. 

And some drink death among the waves; 

Yet the surviving crew blaspheme, 

Nor own the God that rescu’d them.] 

9 Oh, for some signal of thy hand ! 

Shake all the seas. Lord, shake the land : 
Great Judge, descend, lest men deny 
That there’s a God who rules the sky. 

From, the 70th to the 103 th hymn , I hofie the 
reader will forgive the neglect of rhyme in the first 
and third lines of the stanza. 

Hymn 71. Long Metre. [&] 

Praise to God from all creatures . 

1 r T~’HE glories of my Maker, God, 

X My joyful voice shall sing, 

And call the nations to adore 
Their former and their King. 

2 ’Twas his right hand that shap’d our clay. 

And wrought this human frame; 

But from his own immediate breath 
Our nobler spirits came. 

3 We bring our mortal powers to God, 

And worship with our tongues: 





B. II. 


Hymn 72, 73. 


391 


We claim some kindred with the skies, 
And join th’ angelic songs. 

4 Let grov’ling beasts of every shape, 

And fowls of every wing, 

And rocks, and trees, and fires, and seas. 
Their various tribute bring. 

5 Ye planets, to his honour shine ; 

And wheels of nature roll; 

Praise him in your unweary’d course 
Around the steady pole. * 

6 The brightness of our Maker’s name 

The wide creation fills, 

And his unbounded grandeur flies 
Beyond the heavenly hills. 

Hymn 72. Common Metre. 


The Lord's day ; or , the resurrection of Christ. 

1 T5LEST morning, whose young dawning rays 
JD Beheld our rising God ; 

That saw him triumph o’er the dust, 

And leave his last abode! 

2 In the cold prison of a tomb 

The dear Redeemer lay. 

Till the revolving skies had brought 
The third, th’ appointed day. 

3 Hell and the grave unite their force 

To hold our God in vain; 

The sleeping Conqueror arose, 

And burst their feeble chain. 

4 To thy great name. Almighty Lord, 

These sacred hours we pay; 

And loud hosannas shall proclaim 
The triumph of the day. 

5 [Salvation and immortal praise 

To our victorious King ; 

Let heaven and earth, and rocks, and seas, 
With glad hosannas ring.] 


Hymn 73. Common Metre. [^] 

Doubts scattered ; or , s/iiritual joys restored. 

1 T TENCE from my soul, sad thoughts, be gone, 
Tl And leave me to my joys; 

My tongue shall triumph in lily God, 

And make a joyful noise. 






392_ Hy mn 74, 75. _B. II* 

2 Darkness and doubts had veil’d my mind. 

And drown’d my head in tears, 

Till sovereign grace, with shining rays,. 
Dispell’d my gloomy tears. 

3 01>! what immortal joys I felt, 

And raptures all divine— 

When Jesus told me— I was his. 

Arid my Beloved mine. 

4 In vain the tempter frights my soul, 

And breaks my p§ace in vain; 

One glimpse, dear baviour, of thy face. 

Revives my joys again. 

Hymn 74. Short Metre, [b] 

Repentance from a sense of divine goodness ,* or, a 
complaint of ingratitude. 

1 TS this the kind return, 

i. And these the thanks we owe, 

Thus to abuse eternal love, 

Whence all our blessings flow ! 

2 To what a stubborn frame 
Has sin reduc’d our mind ! 

What strange rebellious wretches we, 

And God as strangely kind! 

3 [On us he bids the sun 
tolled his reviving rays ; 

For us the skies their circles run. 

To lengthen out our days. 

4 The brutes obey their God, 

And bow their necks to men : 

But we, more base, more brutish things, 

Reject his easy reign.] 
a Turn, turn us, mighty God, 

And mould our souls afresh; 

Break, sovereign grace, these hearts of stone, 
And give us hearts of flesh. 

6 Let old ingratitude' 

Provoke our weeping eyes; 

And hourly, as new mercies fall. 

Let hourly thanks arise. 

Hymn 75. Common Metre. [i]f~ 

Spiritual and eternal joy ; or, the beatific vision of Christ . 
2 T?KOM thee, my God, my joys shall rise, 

L Afid run eternal rounds, 








393 


B. II. Hymn 76. 

Beyond, the limits ot me s ivies, 

And ail created bounds. 

2 The holy triumphs of my soul 

Shall death itself outbrave, 

Leave dull mortality behind, 

And fly beyond the grave. 

3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns. 

In heaven’s unmeasur’d space, 

I’ll spend a long eternity 
In pleasure, and in praise. 

4 Millions of years my wondering eyes 

Shall o’er thy beauties rove; 

And endless ages I’ll adore 
The glories of thy love. 

5 [Sweet Jesus! every smile of thine 

Shall fresh endearments bring. 

And thousand tastes of new delight 
From all thy graces spring. 

6 Haste, my Beloved, fetch my soul 

Up to thy blest abode; 

Fly, for ray spirit longs to see 
My Saviour, and my God.] 

Hymn 76. Common Metre. [$$]* 

The resurrection and ascension of Christ . 

3, TTOSANNA to the Prince of Light, 

ITT. Who cloth’d himself in clay ; 

Enter’d the iron gates of death, 

And tore the bars away 

2 Death is no more the king of dread, 

Since our Immanuel rose , 

He toek the tyrant’s sting away, 

And spoil’d our hellish foes. 

3 See, how the Conqueror mounts aloft, 

And to his Father flies. 

With scars of honour in his flesh, 

And triumph in his eyes. 

4 There our exalted Saviour reigns, 

And scatters blessings down ; 

Our Jesus fills the middle seat 
Of the celestial throne. 

5 [Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, 

To reach his bless’d abode; 





394 


Hymn 77, 78. B. II. 

Sweet be the accents of yonr songs 
To our incarnate God. 

6 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings, 

Your sweetest voices raise ; 

Let heaven, and all created things, 

Sound our Immanuel’s praise.] 

Hymn 77. Long Metre. [^] 

The Christian warfare. 

1 QTAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 
O And gird the gospel armour on ; 

March to the gates of endless joy. 

Where thy great Captain-Saviour’s gone. 

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course; 

But hell and sin are vanquish’d foes ; 

Thy Jesus nail’d them to the cross. 

Aril sung the triumph when he rose. 

3 [What though the prince of darkness rage* 
And waste the fury of his spite ? 

Eternal chains confine him down 

To fiery deeps and endless night. 

4 What though thine inward lusts rebel ? 

’Tis but a struggling gasp for life ; 

The weapons of victorious grace 

Shall slay thy sins, and end the strife^ 

5 Then let my soul march boldly on, 

Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 

There peace and joy eternal reign, 

And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 

6 There shall I wear a starry crown. 

And triumph in almighty grace. 

While all the armies of the skies 
Join in mv glorious Leader’s praise. 

Hymn 78. Common Metre. [JQ 

JRedemfition by Christ. 

1 V,\ THEN the first parents of our race 

V\ Rebell’d, and lost their God, 

And the infection of their sin 
Had tainted all our blood ; 

2 Infinite pity touch’d the heart 

Of the eternal Son ; 

Descending from the heavenly court.. 

He left his Father’s throne. 






B. II. Hymn 79. 395 

3 Aside the Prince oi Giory threw 

His most divine array ; 

And wrapt his Godhead in a veil 
Of our inferior clay. 

4 His living power, and dying love. 

Redeem'd unhappy men ; 

And rais’d the rums of our race 
To life and God again. 

5 To thee, dear Lord, our flesh and sohl 

We joyfully resign; 

Blest Jesus, take us for thy own. 

For we are douhly thine. 

6 Thine honour shall forever be 

The business of our days; 

Forever shall our thankful tongues 
Speak thy deserved praise. 

Hymn 79. Common Metre. 

Praise to the Redeemer. 

1 T> LUNG’D in a gulf of dark despair, 

I We wretched sinners lay. 

Without one cheerful beam of hope. 

Or spark of glimmering day. 

2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of GraCfe 

Beheld our helpless grief; 

He saw—and (O amazing love !) 

He ran to our relief 

3 Down from the shining seats above 

With joyful haste he fled, 

Enter’d the grave, in mortal flesh. 

And dwelt among the dead. 

4 He spoil’d the powers of darkness thus. 

And brake our iron chains ; 

Jesus has freed our captive souls 
From everlasting pains. 

5 [In vain the baffled prince of hell 

His cursed projects tries; 

We, that were doom’d his endless slaves. 

Are rais’d above the skies.] 

G Oh ! for this love, let rocks and hills 
Their lasting silence break, 

And all harmonious human tongues 
The Saviour’s praises speak. 





396 Hymn 80, 81. B. II. 


7 [Yes, we will praise thee, dearest Lord; 

Our souls are all on flame : 

Hosanna, round the spacious earth, 

To thine adored name ! 

8 Angels, assist our mighty joys; 

Strike all your harps of gold: 

But when you raise your highest notes, 

His love can ne’er be told.] 

Hymn 80. Short Metre, [as] 

God's awful power and goodness . 

1 r\H ! the Almighty Lord ! 

vy How matchless is his power! 
Tremble, O earth, beneath his word, 

While all the heavens adore. 

2 Let proud imperious kings 
Bow low before his throne ! 

Crouch to his feet, ye haughty things, 

Or he shall tread you down. 

3 Above the skies he reigns. 

And with amazing blows. 

He deals insufferable pains 
On his rebellious foes. 

4 Yet, everlasting God, 

We love to speak thy praise; 

Thy sceptre’s equal to thy rod. 

The sceptre of thy grace. 

5 The arms of mighty love 
Defend our Zion well; 

And heavenly mercy walls us round 
From Babylon and hell. 

6 Salvation to the King 
Who sits enthron’d above : 

Thus we adore the God of might, 

And bless the God of love. 

Hymn 81. Common Metre, [i] 

Our sin the cause of Christ's death. 

X AND now the scales have left mine eyes 
A Now I begin to see: 

Oh the curs’d deeds my sins have done ! 
What murderous things they be I 
2. Were these the traitors, dearest Lord, 
TUat thy fair body tore ? 







B, II. Hymn 82, 83. 397 

Mv.asters, that stain’d those heavenly limbs 
With floods of purple gore! 

3 Was it for crimes that I had done. 

My dearest Lord was slain; 

When justice seiz’d God’s onlv Son, 

And put his soul to pain ? 

4 Forgive my guilt, O Prince of Peace! 

I’ll wound ir.y God no more ; 

Hence from my heart, ve sins, be gone. 

For Jesus I adore. 

5 Furnish me. Lord, with heavenly arms 

From grace’s magazine, 

And I’ll proclaim eternal war 
Wit h every darling sin. 

Hymn 82. Common Metre. [*] 

Redemption and protection from sfiiritaal enemies. 
* A K1SE, my soul, my jovful powers, 

1 a. And triumph in mv God ; 

Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 
His glorious grace abroad. 

2 He rais’d me trcm the deeps of sin, 

The gates of gaping hell. 

And nx d my standing more secure 
Than ’twas before 1 fell. 

3 The arms of everlasting love 

Beneath my soul he plac’d, 

And on the Rock of Ages set 
My slippery footsteps fast. 

4 The city of my blessed abode 

Is wall’d around with grace; 

Salvation for a bulwark stands 
To shield the sacred place. 

5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite. 

And all his legions roar; 

Almighty mercy guards my life. 

And bounds his raging power. 

6 Arise, my soul; awake, my voice; 

And tunes of pleasure sing; 

Loud hallelujahs shall address * 

My Saviour and my King. 

Hymn 83. Common Metre. 

The fia&sion and exaltation of Christ • 

1 r T'HUS saitli the Ruler of the skies— 

A “ Awake, my dreadful sword; 

Kk 







398 Hymn 84. B. II. 


“Awake, my wrath, and smite the man, 
“My fellow,” saith the Lord. 

2. Vengeance receiv’d the dread command, 
And, armed, down she flies; 

Jesus submits t* his Father’s hand, 

Aad bows his head, and dies. 

3 But, oh! the wisdom, and the grace, 

That join with vengeance now ! 

He dies to save our guilty race. 

And yet he rises too. 

4 A person so divine was he, 

Who yielded to be slain, 

That he could give his soul away, 

And take his life again. 

5 Live, glorious Lord, and reign on high ; 

Let every nation sing, 

And angels sound, with endless joy. 

The Saviour, and the King. 


Hymn 84. Short Metre. [*n 

The name. 


1 /^OME, all harmonious tongues, 
V_y Your noblest music bring; 

’Tis Christ, the everlasting God, 

And Christ, the man, we sing. 

2 Tell how he took our flesh, 

To take away our guilt; 

Sing the dear drops ot sacred blood, 
That hellish monsters spilt. 

3 [Alas ! the cruel spear 
Wont deep into his side ! 

And the rich fT-iod of purple gore 
Their murderous weapons dy’d.] 

4 [The waves of swelling grief 
Did o’er his bosom roll; 

And mountains of almighty wrath 
Lay heavy on his soul.] 

5 Down to the shades fit' death 
He bow’d his awful head ; 

Yet he arose to live and reign 
When death itself is dead. 

6 No more the bloody spear. 

The cross and nails no more ; 

For hell itself shakes at his name, 
And all the heavens adore. 









B. II. 


399 


Hymn 85, 86. 


7 There the Redeemer sits 

High on his Father’s throne; 

The Father lays his vengeance by, 

And smiles upon his Son. 

S There his full glories shine 
With uncreated rays, 

And bless his saints’ and angels’ eyes 
To everlasting days. 

Hymn 85. Common Metre. [$] 


Sufficiency off Jiardon. 



What doubts are these that waste your faith* 
And nourish your despair ? 

2 What though your numerous sins exceed 

The stars that fill the skies. 

And, aiming at th’ eternal throne, 

Like pointed mountains rise-? 

3 What though your mighty guilt beyond 

The wide creation swell. 

And hath its curs’d foundations laid 
Low as the deeps of hell ? 

4 See here an endless ocean flows 

Of never failing grace ! 

Behold a dying Saviour’s veins 
T’ue sacred flood increase ! 

5 It rises high, and drowns the hills, 

Has neither shore nor bound: 

Now, if we search to find our sins, 

Our sins can ne’er be found. 

6 Awake, our hearts, adore the grace 

That buries all our faults, 

And pardoning blood, that swells above 
Our follies and our thoughts. 


Hymn 86. Common Metre. [*] 

Freedom from sin and misery in heaven. 

1 /^\UR sins, alas! how strong they be ! 
Vy And like a violent sea. 

They break our duty, Lord, to thee, 

And hurry us away. 

2 The waves of trouble, how they riste ? 

How loud the tempests roar! 








400 _ Hymn 87, 88. _ B. IL 

But deatli shall land our weary souk 
Safe on the heavenly shore. 

3 There, to fulfil his sweet commands. 

Our speedy feet shall move; 

No sin shall clog our winged zeal, 

Or cool our burning love. 

4 There shall we sit, and sing, and tell 

The wonders of his grace ; 

Till heavenly raptures fire our hearts. 

And smile in every face. 

5 Forever his dear sacred name 

Shall dwell upon our tongue ; 

And Jesus and salvation be 
The close of every song. 

Hymn 87. Common Metre, [i] 

The divine glories above our comprehension. 

1 T TOW wondrous great, how glorious bright 
IT Must our Creator be ! 

Who dwells amidst the dazzling light 
Of vast infinity ! 

2 Our soaring spirits upward rise 

Tow’rdi the celestial throne: 

Fain would we see the blessed Three, 

And the Almighty One. 

3 Our reason stretches all its wings. 

And climbs above the skies ; 

But still how far beneath thy feet 
Our grov’lling reason lies! 

4 [Lord, here we bend our humble souls, 

And awfully adore : 

For the weak pinions of our minds 
Can stretch a thought no more.] 

5 Thy glories infinitely rise 

Above our labouring tongue; 

In vain the highest seraph titles 
To form an equal song. 

6 [In humble notes our faith adores 

The great mysterious King, 

While angels strain their nobler powers. 

And sweep the immortal string.] 

Hymn 88. Common Metre, [i] 

Salvation. 

1 C ALVATION ! oh, the joyful sound ! 

O ’Tis pleasure to our ears; 






B. II. 


40 i 


Hymn 89, 90. 


A sovereign balm for every wound, 

A cordial for our fears. 

2 Bury’d in sorrow, and in sin, 

At hell’s dark door we lay ; 

But we arise by grace divine 
To see a heavenly day. 

S Salvation! let the echo fly 
The spacious earth around, 

While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. 

Hymn 89 . Common Metre. [*$] 


Christ's victory over Satan. 

1 TT OSANNA to our conquering King ! 

The prince of darkness flies; 

His troops rush headlong down to hell. 
Like lightning from the skies. 

2 There bound in chains the lions roar. 

And frig)it the rescu’d sheep ; 

But heavy bars confine their power 
Aud malice to the deep. 

3 Hosanna to our conquering King! 

All hail, incarnate love ! 

Ten thousand songs and glories wait 
To crown thy head above. 

4 Thy victories, and thy deathless fame, 

Through the wide world shall run; 
And everlasting ages sing 
The triumph thou hast won. 


Hymn 90. Common Metre, [b] 

Faith in Christ for pardon and sanctification 

1 TT OW sad cur state by nature is ! 

XT Qur sin, how deep it stains ! 

And Satan binds our captive minds 

Fast in his slavish chains. 

2 But there’s a voice of sovereign grace 

Sounds from the sacred word; 

Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come , 

And trust upon the Lord. 

3 My soul obeys th’ Almighty call. 

And runs to this relief; 

I would believe thy promise, Lord, 

Oh! help mine unbelief. 

1C K 2 







402 


Hymn 91 


B. II, 


4 [To the dear fountain of thy blood. 

Incarnate God, I fly ; 

Here let me wash my spotted soul 
From crimes of deepest dve. 

5 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, 

My reigning sins subdue; 

Drive the old dragon from his seat, 
With all his hellish crew.] 

6 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 

On thy kind arms I fall ; 

Be thou my strength, and righteousness, 
My Jesus, and my all 1 


Hymn 91. Common Metre. (_*] 

Ih glory of Christ in heaven. 

1 /A4, the delights, the heavenly joys, 
W The glories of the place, 

Waere Jesus sheds the brightest beams 

Of his o’erflowing grace. 

2 Sweet majesty and awful love 

Sit smiling on his brow ; 

And all the glorious ranks above 
At humble distance bow. 


3 [Princes to his imperial name 

Bend their bright sceptres down , 
Dominions, thrones, and powers rejoice 
To see him wear the crown. 


4 Archangels sound his lofty praise 

Through every heavenly street; 

And lay their highest honours down 
Submissive at hisTeet] 

5 Those soft, those blessed feet of his, 

That once rude iron tore. 

High on a throne of light they stand* 
And all the saints adore. 

6 His head, the dear majestic head. 

That cruel thorns did wound, 

See what immortal glories shine, 

And circle it around 1 

7 This is the Man, th 1 exalted Man, 

Whom we, unseen, adore! 

But, when our eyes behold his face. 
Our hearts shall l^e him more. 





B. II 


Hymn 92, 


403 


3 [Lord ! how our souls are all on fire 
To see thy blest abode: 

Our tongues rejoice in tunes of praise 
To our incarnate God!] 

9 And while our faith enjoys the sight, 

We long to leave our clay; 

And wish thy fiery chariots, Lord, 

To fetch our souls away. 

Hymn 92. Common Metre. [$$] 

. The church saved , and her enemies disafifiqinted; 
or, deliverance from treason. 

1 CHOUT to the Lord, and let our joys 
U Through the whole nation run : 

Ye western skies, resound the noise 
Beyond the rising sun. 

2 Thee, mighty God, our souls admire; 

Thee our glad voices sing; 

And join with the celestial choir, 

To praise th* eternal King. 

3 Thy power the whole creation rules, 

And, on the starry skies. 

Sits smiling at the weak designs 
Thine envious foes devise. 

4 Thy scorn derides their feeble rage. 

And, with an awful frown. 

Flings vast confusion on their plots, 

And shakes their Babel down. 

5 [Their secret fires in caverns lay, 

And we the sacrifice; 

But gloomy caverns strove in vain 
To ’scape all-searching eyes. 

6 Their dark designs were all reveal’d; 

Their treasons all betrav’d: 

Praise to the Lord, who broke the snare 
Their cursed bands had laid.] 

7 In vain the busy sons of hell 

Still new rebellions try ; 

Their souls shall pine with envious rage, 

And vex away, and die. 

3 Almighty grace defends our land 
From their malicious power: 

Then let us with united songs 
Almighty grace adore. 




404 


Hymn 93, 94. 


B. II. 


Hymn 93. Short Metre, pfc] 

God all , and in all. Psalm lxxiii. 25. 
1 TVT Y God, my life, my love, 
lVl To thee, to thee I call; 

I cannot live if thou remove. 

For thou art all in all. 


[Thy shining grace can cheer 
This dungeon where I dwell: 

’Tis paradise, when thou art here; 

If thou depart, ’tis hell.] 

[The smilings of thy face, 

How amiable they are ! 

’Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace. 
And no where else but there.] 

[To thee, and thee alone, 

The angels owe their bliss; 

They sit around thy gracious throne. 
And dwell where Jesus is.] 

[Not all the harps above 
Can make a heavenly place, 

If God his residence remove, 

Or but conceal his face.] 


6 Nor earth, nor all the sky, 

Can one delight afford ; 

No, not a drop of real joy. 

Without thy presence. Lord. 

7 Thou art the sea of love. 

Where all my pleasures roll; • 

The circle where my passions move, 
And centre of my soul. 

8 [To thee my spirits fly. 

With infinite desire ; 

And yet how far from thee I lie ! 
Dear Jesus, raise me higher.] 

Hymn 94. Common Metre, 


God my only happiness. Psalm lxxiii. 25. 



I’ve none but thee iu heaven above. 

Or on this earthly bail. 

2 [What empty things are all the skies, 
And this inferior clod 







Hymn 95 


405 


B. II. 


There’s nothing here deserves my joys; 
There’s nothing like my God.] 

3 [In vain the bright, the burning sun. 

Scatters his feeble light; 

’Tis thy sweet beams create my noon ; 

If thou withdraw, ’tis night. 

4 And whilst upon my restless bed 

Amongst the shades I roll, 

If my Redeemer shews his head, 

’Tis morning with my soul.] 

5 To thee I owe my wealth, and friends. 

And health, and safe abode; 

Thanks to thy name for meaner things. 

But they are not my God. 

6 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, 

If once compar’d to thee ! 

Or what’s my safety, or my health, 

Or all my friends' to me ? 

7 Were I possessor of the earth, 

And call’d the stars my own. 

Without thy graces and thyself, 

I were a wretch undone. 

8 Let others stretch their arms like seas. 

And grasp in all the shore; 

Grant me the visits of thy face, 

And I desire no more. 

Hymn 95. Common Metre, [bj 

Look on him whom they jrierctd, and mourn , 

1 TNFINITE grief! amazing wo! 

X Behold my bleeding Lord! 

Hell and the Jews conspir’d his death, 

And us’d the Roman sword. 

2 Oh! the sharp pangs of smarting pain 

My dear Redeemer bore. 

When knotty whips, and jagged thorns. 

His sacred body tore! 

3 But knotty whips and jagged thorns 

In vain do I accuse ; 

In vain I blame the Roman bands, 

And the more spiteful Jews. 

4 ’Twere you, my sins, my cruel sins. 

His chief tormentors were; 




406 


B. II. 


Hymn 96, 97. 


Each of my crimes became a nail. 

And unbelief the spear. 

5 ’Twere you that pull’d the vengeance down 

Upon his guiltless head : 

Break, break, my heart—oh, burst, mine eyes, 
And let my sorrows bleed. 

6 Strike, mighty grace, my flinty soul. 

Till melting waters flow. 

And deep repentance drown mine eyes 
In undissembled wo! 


Hymn 96. Common Metre. [&] 


Distinguishing iove; or y angels punished and men saved. 


1 TAOVVN headlong from their native skies 
yJ Tlie rebel-angels fell. 

And thunder-bolts of flaming wrath 
Pursu’d them deep to heU. 

2 Down from the top of earthly bliss, 

Rebellious mai. was hurl’d; 

And Jesus stoop’d beneath the grave. 

To reach a sinking world. 

3 Oh, love of infinite degree ! 

Unmeasurable grace! 

Must Heaven’s eternal Darling die. 

To save a traitorous race ? 


4 Must angels sink forever down. 

And burn in quenchless fire. 

While God forsakes his shining throne. 
To raise us wretches higher ? 

5 Oh, for this love, let earth and skies 

With hallelujahs ring, 

And the full choir of human tongues 
All hallelujahs sing! 

Hymn 97. Long Metre. [$$] 

The same. 


1 'C'ROM heaven the sinning angels fell, 

L And wrath and darkness chain’d them down; 
But man, vile man, forsook his bliss, 

And mercy lifts him to a crown ! 

2 Amazing work of sovereign grace, 

That could distinguish rebels so ! 

Our guilty treasons call’d aloud 
For everlasting fetters too. 







B. II. 


407 


Hymn 98, 99. 


3 To thee, to thee, Almighty Love, 

Our souls, ourselves, our all we pay: 
Millions of tongues, shall sound thy praise 
On the bright hills of heavenly day. 

Hymn 98. Common Metre, [b] 

Hardness of heart complained of. 

1 A yf Y heart, how dreadful hard it is! 
1VI How heavy here it lies ; 

Heavy and cold within my breast. 

Just like a rock of ice ! 

2 Sin, like a raging tyrant, sits 

Upon this 1 Wy throne; 

And every etace lies bury’d deep, 

Beneath is heart of stone. 

3 How seld; do I rise to God, 

Or taste the joys above! 

This mountain presses down my faith. 
And chills my flaming love. 

4 When smiling mercy courts my soul 

With all its heavenly charms, 

This stubborn, this relentless thing. 

Would thrust it from mine arms. 

5 Against the thunders of thy word 

Rebellious 1 have stood ; 

My heart, it shakes not at the wrath 
And terrors of a God. 

6 Dear Saviour, steep this rock of mine 

Xn thine own crimson sea ! 

None but a bath of blood divine 
Can me t the flint away. 

Hymn 99. Common Metre. [^] 

The book of God's decrees. 

1 ET the whole race of creatures lie 



Abas’d before their God; 

Whate’er his sovereign voice has form’d 
He governs with a nod. 

2 [Ten thousand ages ere the skies 
Were into motion brought, 

All the long years and worlds to come 
Stood present to his thought. 



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408 


Hymn 100, 


B. II, 


He raises monarchs to their thrones. 

And sinks them as he please.] 

4 If light attend the course I run, 

’Tis he provides those rays; 

And ’tis his hand that hides my sun, 

If darkness cloud my days. 

5 Yet I would not be much concern’d, 

Nor vainly long to see. 

In volumes of his deep decrees, 

What months are writ for me. 

6 When he reveals the book of life. 

Oh, may 1 read my name 
Amongst the chosen of his lgve. 

The followers of the Lamb. 

Hymn 100. Long Metre, [b] 

The presence of Chrisi is the life of my soul 

1 T TOW full of anguish is the thought, 

H How it distracts and tears my heart. 

If God, at last, my sovereign Judge, 

Should frown, and bid my soul depart. 

2 Lord, when I quit this earthly stage. 

Where shall I tly but to thv breast? 

For I have sought no other home. 

For I have learn’d no other rest. 

3 I cannot live contented here. 

Without some glimpses of thy face ; 

And heaven, without thy presence there, 
Would be a dark and tiresome place. 

4 When earthly cares engross the day. 

And hold mv thoughts aside from thee, 

The shining hours of cheerful light 
Are long and tedious years to me. 

5 And if no evening visit’s paid 
Between my Saviour and my soul. 

How dull the night * 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 how sad the shade h 
How mournfully the minutes roll! 

6 This flesh of mine might learn as soon 
To live, yet part with a’l my blood ; 

To breathe, when vital air is gone, 

Or thrive and grow without my food. 

7 [Christ is my light, my life, my care, 

My blessed hope, my heavenly prize; 
Dearer than all my passions are, 

My limbs, my bowds, or mine eyes. 




B. II 


Hymn 101, 102 


409 


8 1'he strings that twine about my heart, 
Tortures and racks may tear them off; 

But they can never, never part, 

With their dear hold of Christ, my love.] 

9 [My God ! and can a humble child, 

That loves thee with a flame so high, 

Be ever from thy face exil’d, 

Without the pity of thine eye ? 

10 Impossible ! for thine own hands 
Have ty’d my heart so fast to thee! 

And in thy book the promise stands. 

That where thou art, thy friends must be.] 

Hymn 101. Common Metre. [$$] 


The world's three chief temptations. 



Honour, and gold, and sensual joy. 
How vain and dangerous too! 


2 [Honour’s a puff of noisy breath; 

Yet men expose their blood. 

And venture everlasting death, 

To gain that airy good. 

3 Whilst others starve the nobler mind, 

And feed on shining dust, 

They rob the serpent of his food, 

T’ indulge a sordid lust] 

4 The pleasures that allure our sense, 

Are dangerous snares to souls; 

There’s but a drop of flattering sweet, 
And dash’d with bitter bowls. 

5 God is mine all-sufficient good, 

My portion and my choice ; 

In him my vast desires are fill’d. 

And all my powers rejoice. 

6 In vain the world accosts mine ear. 

And tempts my heart anew ; 

I cannot buy your bliss so dear. 

Nor part with heaven for you. 

Hymn 102. Long Metre. [$$] 

A happy resurrection. 

1 IV TO, I’ll repine at death no more. 

IN But, with a cheerful gasp, resign 

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410 


Hymn 103 


B. II. 


To the cold dungeon of the grave 
These dying, withering limbs of mine. 

2 Let worms devour my wasting flesh, 

And crumble all my bones to dust. 

My God shall raise my . frame anew. 

At the revival of the just. 

3 Break, sacred morning, through the skies. 
Bring that delightful, dreadful day; 

Cut short the hours, dear Lord, and come; 
Thy lingering wheels, how long they stay ! 

4 [Our weary spirits faint to see 
The light of thy returning face ; 

And hear the language of those lips 
Where God has shed his richest grace.] 

5 [Haste, then, upon the wings of love. 

Rouse all the pious sleeping clay ; 

That we may join in heavenly joys. 

And sing the triumph of the day.] 

Hymn 103. Common Metre, [fc] 


Christ's commission. John ill. 16, 17. 



Come, tender to almighty grace 
The tribute of your tongues. 


2 So strange, so boundless was the love 

That pity’d dying men, 

The Father sent his equal Son 
To give them life again. 

3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm'd 

With a revenging rod; 

No hard commission to perform 
The vengeance of a God. 

4 But all was mercy, all was mild, 

And wrath forsook the throne, 

When Christ on the kind errand came. 
And brought salvation down. 

5 Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds. 

And wipe your sorrows dry: 

Trust in the mighty Saviour’s name. 

And you shall never die. 

6 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls 

Accept thine offer'd grace;" 




B. II 


Hymn 104, 105. 


411 


We bless the great Redeemer’s love. 

And give the Father praise. 

Hymn 104*. Short Metre. 

The same. 

1 T> AISE your triumphant songs 
lv To an immortal tune ; 

Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
Celestial grace has done. 

2 Sing how Eternal Love 
Its chief Beloved chose. 

And bid him raise our wretched race 
From their abyss of woes. 

3 His hand no thunder bears, 

No terror clothes his brow; 

No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
To fiercer flames below. 

4 ’Twas mercy fill’d the throne. 

And wrath stood silent by, 

When Christ was sent with pardons down 
To rebels doom’d to die. 

3 Now, sinners, dry your tears. 

Let hopeless sorrow cease; 

Bow to tne sceptre of his love, 

And take the offer’d peace. 

6 Lord, we obey thy call; 

We lay an humble claim 
To the salvation thou hast brought. 

And love and praise thy name. 

Hymn 105. Common Metre, [fcy] 

Repentance flowing from the patience of God * 

1 A ND are we wretches yet alive ? 

A And dare we yet rebel? 

’Tis boundless, ’tis amazing love, 

That bears us up from hell! 

2 The burden of our weighty guilt 

Would sink us down to flames; 

And threatening vengeance rolls above. 

To crush our feeble frames. 

3 Almighty goodness cries, Forbear 1 

And straight the thunder stays: 

And dare we now provoke his wrath. 

And, weary out his grace ? 






412 Hymn 106, 107. B. IL 

4 Lord, we have long abus’d thy love. 

Too long indulg’d our sin; 

Our aching hearts e’en bleed to see 
What rebels we have been. 

5 No more, ye lusts, shall ye command; 

No more will we obey; 

Stretch out, O God, thy conquering hand, 

And drive thy foes away. 

Hymn 106. Common Metre. [bj 


Repentance at the crons. 



Repentance should like rivers flow 
From both my streaming eyes. 


2 ’Twas for my sins, my dearest Lord 

Hung on the cursed tree, 

And groan’d away a dying life 
For thee, my soul, for thee. 

3 Oh! how I hate those lusts of mine 

That crucify’d my God ; 

Those sins that pierc’d and nail’d his flesh 
Fast,to the fatal wood. 

4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die; 

My heart has so decreed; 

Nor will I spare the guilty things 
That made my Saviour bleed, 
f Whilst, with a melting, broken heart, 

My murder’d Lord I view, 

I’ll raise revenge against my sins. 

And slay the murderers too. 

Hymn 107. Common Metre, [b] 

The everlasting absence of God intolerable. 

1 HPHAT awful day will surely come, 

A Th* appointed hour makes haste. 

When I must stand before my Judge, 

And pass the solemn test. 

2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys. 

Thou Sovereign of my heart. 

How could I bear to hear thy voice 
Pronounce the sound. Depart ! 

3 The thunder of that dismal word 

Would so torment my ear, 







Hymn 108 


41 3 


b. n. 

’T would tear my soul asunder. Lord, 

With most tormenting fear. 

4 [What, to be banish’d from my life* 

And yet forbid to die ! 

To linger in eternal pain. 

Yet death forever fly !] 

5 Oh! wretched state of deep despair, 

To see my God remove, 

And fix my doleful station where 
I must not taste his love ! 

6 Jesus, I throw mine arms around* 

And hang upon thy breast; 

Without a gracious smile from thee 
My spirit cannot *est. 

7 Oh! tell me that my worthless name 

Is graven on thy hands; 

Shew me some promise, in thy book, 

Where my salvation stands. 

8 [Give me one kind, assuring word. 

To sink my fears again; 

And cheerfully my soul shall wait 
Her threescore years and ten.] 

Hymn 108. Common Metre. [*] 

Access to the throne of grace by a Mediator\ 

1 OME, let us lift our joyful eyes 

Up to the courts above. 

And smile to see our Father there 
Upon a throne of love. 

2 Once ’twas a seat of dreadful wrath, 

And shot devouring flame ; 

Our God appear’d consuming fire. 

And vengeance was hts name. 

3 Rich were the drops of Jesus’ blood, 

That calm’d his frowning face; 

That sprinkled o’er the burning throne. 

And turn’d the wrath to grace! 

4 Now we may bow before his leet, 

And ventu ; near the Lord ; 

No fiery cherub guards his seat. 

Nor double flaming sword. 

5 The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss 

Are open’d by the Son; 

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B. II 


Hymn 109, 110. 

High iet us raise cur notes of praise. 
And reach th’ Almighty throne. 

6 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring, 
Great Advocate on high ; 

And glory to th’ eternal King, 

Who lays his fury by. 

Hymn 109. Long Metre. [$$;] 


The darkness of providence. 



Too deep to sound with mortal lines, 
Too dark to view with feeble sense. 


2 Now thou array’st thine awful face 

In angry frowns, without a smile : 

We, through the cloud, believe thy grace. 

Secure of thy compassion still. 

3 Through seas and storms of deep distress 

We sail by faith, and not by sight; 

Faith guides us in the wilderness, 

Through all the terrors of the night. 

4 Dear father, if thy lifted rod 

Resolve to scourge us here below ; 

Still let us lean upon our God, 

Thine arm shall bear us safely through, 

Hymn 110. Short Metre. [$] 

Triumph over death , in hope of the resurrection • 

1 A ND must this body die ? 

IT This mortal frame decay ? 

And must these active limbs of mine 
Lie mouldering in the clay ? 

2 Corruption, earth and worms 
Shall but refine this flesh, 

Till my triumphant spirit comes, 

To put it on afresh. 

3 God, mv Redeemer, lives. 

And often from the skies - 

Looks down, and watches all my dust. 

Till he shall bid it rise. 

4 Array’d in glorious grace 
Shall these vile bodies shine; 

And every shape, and every face 
Look heavenly and divine. 






415 


33. II. Hymn ill, 112. 

5 These lively hopes we owe 
To Jesus’ dying love; 

We would adore his grace below, 

And sing his power above. 

6 Dear Lord, accept the praise 
Of these our humble songs, 

Till tunes of nobler sound we raise 
With our immortal tongues. 

Hymn 111. Common Metre. [*] 

Thanksgiving for victory ; or, God’s dominion ,, 
and our deliverance . 

1 r T ION, rejoice; and Judah, sing; 

The Lord assumes his throne ; 

Come, let us own the heavenly King, 

And make his glories known. 

2 The great, the wicked, and the proud 

From their high seats are hurl’d; 

Jehovah rides upon a cloud, 

And thunders through the world. 

3 He reigns upon th* eternal hills. 

Distributes mortal crowns ; 

Empires are fix’d beneath his smiles, 

And totter at his frowns. 

4 Navies, that rule the ocean wide, 

Are vanquish’d by his breath. 

And legions, arm’d with power and pride, 
Descend to watery death. 

5 Let tyrants make no more pretence 

To vex our happy land : 

Jehovah’s name is our defence. 

Our buckler is his hand. 

6 [Still may the King of Grace descend, 

To rule us by his word; 

And all the honours we can give, 

Be offer’d to the Lord.] 

Hymn 112. Long Metre. [*] 

Angels administering to Christ and saints. 

1 RE AT God, to what a glorious height 
v-X Hast thou advanc’d the Lord, thy Son ! 
Angels, in all their robes of light. 

Are made the servants of his throne. 

2 Before his feet thine armies wait, 

And swift as flames of fire they move* 





416 


Hymn 113 


B. II 


To manage his affairs of state. 

In works of vengeance and of love. 

3 His orders run through all the hosts. 
Legions descend at his command. 

To shield and guard our native coasts, 
When foreign rage invades our land. 

4 Now they are sent to guide our feet 
Up to the gates of thine abode. 

Through all the dangers that we meet 
In travelling the heavenly road. 

5 Lord, when I leave this mortal ground. 
And thou shalt bid me rise, and come, 
Send a beloved angel down, 

Safe to conduct my spirit home. 

Hymn 113* Common Metre. [&] 

The same. 

1 HTHE majesty of Solomon, 

i- How glorious to behold ; 

The servants waiting round his throne.. 
The ivory and the gold! 

2 But, mighty God ! thy palace shines 

With far superior beams ; 

Thine angel guards are swift as winds. 
Thy ministers are flames. 

3 [Soon as thine only Son had made 

His entrance on the earth, 

A shining army downward fled. 

To celebrate his birth. 

4 And when oppress’d with pains and fears. 

On the cold ground he lies, 

Behold a heavenly form appears, 

T’ allay his agonies.] 

5 Now to the hands of Christ our King, 

Are all their legions given; 

They wait upon his saints, and bring 
His chosen hell's to heaven. 

6 Pleasure and praise run through their host. 

To see a sinner turn ; 

That Satan has a captive lost, 

And Christ a subject bom. 

7 But there’s an hour of brighter joy, 

When hp lii^ angels sends 





41V 


B. II. Hymn 114, 115. 

Obstinate rebels to destroy. 

And gather in his friends. 

8 Oh! could I say, without a doubt, 

‘‘There shall my soul be found,” 

Then let the great archangel shout, 

And the last trumpet sound. 

Hymn 114. Common Metre. [*] 

Christ’s death , victory , and dominion . 

1 T SING my Saviour’s wondrous death; 

A He conquer’d when he fell: 

’Tie finish'd, said his dying breath, 

And shook the gates of hell. 

2 ’Tis finish'd , our Immanuel cries; 

The dreadful work is done : 

Hence shall his sovereign throne arise; 

His kingdom is begun. 

3 His cross a sure foundation laid 

For glory and renown. 

When, through the regions of the dt#d, 

He pass’d to reach the crown. 

4 Exalted at his Father’s side, 

Sits our victorious Lord ; 

To heaven and hell his hands divide 
The vengeance or reward. 

5 The saints from his propitious eye 

Await their several crowns. 

And all the sons of darkness fly 
The terror of his frowns. 

Hymn 115. Common Metre. [*] 

■God the avenger of his saints ; or, his kingdom, supreme . 



Wide as the whole creation’s bound 
Extends his awful rod. 


2 Let princes of exalted state 

To him ascribe their crown; 
Render their homage at his feet. 
And cast their glories down. 

3 Know that his kingdom is supreme. 

Your lofty thoughts are vam ; 

He calls you gods, that awful name. 
But ye must die like men. 






B. II 


418 Hymn 116—118. 


4 Then let the sovereigns of the globe 

Not dare to vex the just; 

He puts on vengeance like a robe, 

And treads the worms to dust. 

5 Ye judges of the earth, be wise. 

And think of heaven with fear; 

The meanest saint that you despise 
FaS rn avenger there. __ 

Hymn 116 Common Metre. 

Mercies and thanks. 


1 T TOW can I sink with such a prop 
iX As my eternal God, 

Who bears the earth’s huge pillars up, 

And spreads the heavens abroad ? 

2 How can I die while Jesus lives. 

Who rose, and left the dead ? 

Pardon and grace my soul receives 
From mine exalted Head. 

3 All that I am, and all I have. 

Shall be forever thine; 

Whate’er my duty bids me give, 

My cheerful hands resign. 

4 Yet, if I might make some reserve, 

And duty did not call, 

I love my God with zeal so great, 

That I should giv e h im a ll._ 

Hymn 117. Long Metre, [b] 

Living and dying with God present. 

4 T CANNOT bear thine absence, Lord; 

1 My life expires if thou depart : 

Be thou, my heart, still near my God, 

And thou, my God, be near my heart. 

2 I was not born for earth or sin. 

Nor can I live on things so vile; 

Yet I will stay my Father’s time. 

And hope and wait for heaven a while. 

3 Then, dearest Lord, in thine embrace 
Let me resign my fleeting breath; 

And, with a smile upon my face. 

Pass the important h our of death. 

Hymn 1J8. Long Metre" [5] 

The priesthood of Ch rist. 

1 YJLOOD has a voice to pierce the skies; 
H Revenge l the blood of Abel cries; 









B. II. Hymn 119, 120. _ 419 

But the dear stream, when Christ was slain, 
Speaks peace as loud from every vein. 

2 Pardon and peace from God on high; 

Behold he lays his vengeance by ; 

And rebels, that deserve his sword, 

Become the favourites of the Lord- 

3 To Jesus let our praises rise, 

Who gave his life a sacrifice: 

Now he appears before his God, 

And for our pardon pleads his blood. 

Hymn 119. Common Metre, jjg] 

The holy scriptures . 

1 T ADEN with guilt, and full of fears, 

A-* I fly to thee, my Lord ; 

And not a glimpse of hope appears, 

But in thy written word. 

2- The volume of my Father’s grace 
Does all my grief assuage ; 

Here I behold mv Saviour’s face 
Almost in every page. 

3 [This is the field where hidden lies 

The pearl of price unknown; 

That merchant is divinely wise. 

Who makes this pearl his own. 

4 Here consecrated water flows. 

To quench my thirst of sin ; 

Here the fair tree of knowledge grows ; 

No danger dwells therein.] 

5 This is the judge who ends the strife 

Where wit and reason fail; 

Mv guide to everlasting life, 

Through all this gloomy vale. 

6 Oh, may thy counsels, mighty God, 

My roving feet command; 

Nor I forsake the happy road 
'That leads to thv right hand ! 

Hymn 120. Short Metre. [$] 

The law and gospel joined in scripture . 

1 HPHE Lord declares his will, 

A And keeps the world in awe ; 

Amidst the smoke on Sinai’s hill 
Breaks out his fiery law. 

2 The Lord reveals his face; 

And, smiling from above. 






420 


Hymn 121, 122, B. IP. 

Sends down the gospel of his grace, 

Tk’ epistles of his love. 

3 These sacred words impart 
Our Maker’s just commands; 

The pity of his melting heart. 

And vengeance of his hands. 

4 [Hence we awake our fear. 

We draw our comfort hence; 

The arms of grace are treasur’d here. 

And armour of defence. 

5 We learn Christ crucify’d. 

And here behold his blood ; 

All arts and knowledges beside 
Will do us little good.] 

6 We read the heavenly word, 

We take the offer’d grace, 

Obey the statutes of the Lord, 

And trust his promises. 

7 In vain shall Satan rage 
Against a book divine, 

Where wrath and lightning guard the page. 
Where beams of mercy shine. 

Hymn 121. Long Metre. [fc>] 

The law and gospel distinguished. 

1 TTIE law commands and makes us know 

JL What duties to our God we owe; 

But ’tis the gospel must reveal 
Where lies our strength to do his will. 

2 The law discovers guilt and sin, 

And shews how vile our hearts have been; 
Only the gospel can express 
Forgiving love, and cleansing grace. 

3 What curses doth the law denounce 
Against the man that fails but once ! 

But in the gospel Christ appears, 

Pard’ning the guilt of numerous years. 

4 My soul, no more attempt to draw 
Thy life and comfort from the law ; 

Fly to the hope the gospel gives; 

The man that trusts the promise, lives. 

Hymn 122. Long Metre. O] 

Retirement and meditation . 

1 ]\/TY God, permit me not to be 
jLYJL A stranger to myself and thee; 







B. II. Hymn 123, 124. 42 j 

Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, 

Forgetful of my highest love. 

2 Why should my passions mix with earth. 

And thus debase my heavenly birth ? 

Why should I cleave to things below, 

And let my God, my Saviour, go? 

3 Call me away from fiesh and sense; 

One sovereign word can draw me thence : 

I would obey the voice divine. 

And all inferior joys resign. 

4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn; 
Let noise and vanity be gone: 

In secret silence of the mind. 

My heav’n, and there my God, I find. 

Hymn 125. Long Metre. 

The benefit of jiubiic ordinances . 

1 AW AY from every mortal care, 

■t\. Away from earth, our souls retreat 
We leave this worthless world afar, 

And wait and worship near thy seat. 

2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace 
We see thy feet, and we adore; 

We gaze upon thy lovely face. 

And learn the wonders of thy power. 

3 While here, our various wants we mourn; 
United groans ascend on high; 

And prayers produce a quick return 
Of blessings in variety. 

4 [If Satan rage, and sin grow strong, 

Here we receive some cheering word ; 

We gird the gospel armour on. 

To fight the battles of the Lord. 

5 Or if our spirit faints and dies, 

(Our conscience gall’d with inward stings,£ 
Here doth the righteous Sun arise, 

With healing beams beneath his wings.] 

6 Father! my soul would still abide 
Within thy temple, near thy side ; 

But if my feci must hence depart, 

Still keen ‘hv dwelling in mv heart. 

Hymn 124. Common Metre. 

AT vs-, Aaron , and Joshua. 

1 ’ r T'TS not the law of ten commands, 

JL On holy Sinai given, 

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422 


B. II. 


Hymn 125, 126. 

Or sent to men by Moses’ hands. 

Can bring us safe to heaven. 

2 *Tis not the blood that Aaron spilt. 

Nor smoke of sweetest smell. 

Can buy a. pardon for our guilt. 

Or save our souls from hell. 

3 Aaron the priest resigns his breath 

At God’s immediate will; 

And in the desert yields to death, 

Upon th’ appointed hill. 

4 And thus, on Jordan’s yonder side. 

The tribes of Israel stand. 

While Moses bow’d his head and dy’d 
Short of the promis’d land. 

5 Israel, rejoice, now Joshua* leads! 

He’ll bring your tribes to rest; 

So far the Saviour’s name exceeds 
The ruler and the pnest. 

Hymn 125. Long Metre. 

Faith and repentance, unodief and impenitence. 

1 T IFE and immortal joys are given 

X-a To souls that mourn the sins they’ve done; 
Children of wrath made heirs of heaven, 

By faith in God’s eternal Son. 

2 Wo to the wretch that never felt 
The inward pangs of pious grief. 

But adds to all his crying guilt 
The stubborn sin of unbelief. 

3 The law condemns the rebel dead. 

Under the wrath of God he lies: 

He seals the curse on his own head. 

And with a double vengeance dies. 

Hymn 126. Common Metre. [&] 

God glonjitd i t ih" go:pel. 

1 r j ''HE Lord, descending from above, 

± Tnvites his children near ; 

While power, and truth, and boundless love 
Display their glories here. 

2 Here, in the gospel’s wondrous frame, 

Fresh wisdom we pursue ; 

A thousand angels learn thy name. 

Beyond whate’er they knew. 


* Joshua the same with Jesus, and signifies a Saviour. 








423 


B . II. Hymn 127, 128. 

3 Thv name is writ in fairest lines; 

Thy wonders here we trace; 

Wisdom through all the mystery shines, 

And shines in Jesus’ face. 

4 The law ks best obedience owes 

To our incarnate God; 

And thy revenging justice shows 
Its honours in his blood. 

5 But still the lustre of thy grace 

Our warmer thoughts employs. 

Gilds the whole scene with brighter rays, 

And more, exalts our joys. __ 

Hymn 127. Long Metre. [£] 

Circumcision and baptism. 

[Written only for those who practise the baptism 
of infants.] 



The young disciples bore the yoke. 

Till Christ the painful bondage broke. 

2 By milder ways doth Jesus prove 
His Father’s covenant, and his love; 

He seals to saints his glorious grace. 

Nor does forbid their infant race. 

3 Their seed is sprinkled with his blood. 
Their children set apart for God; 

His Spirit on their offspring shed. 

Like water pour’d upon the head. 

4 Let every saint with cheerful voice 
In this large covenant rejoice; 

Young children in their early days, 

Shall give the God of Abrah’m praise. 

Hymn 128. Common Metre. 

Corrupt nature from Adam. 

X T>LEST with the joys of innocence, 

D Adam, our father, stood, 

Till he debas’d his soul to sense, 

And ate th’ unlawful food. 

2 Now we are born a sensjual race, 

To sinful joys inclin’d ; 

Reason has lost its native place. 

And flesh enslaves the mind. 

3 While flesh, and sense, and passion reigns. 

Sin is the sweetest good; 





424 


B. II, 


Hymn 129, 130. 

We fancy music in our chains, 

And so forget the load. 

4 Great God ! renew our ruin’d frame. 

Our broken powers restore : 

Inspire us with a heavenly flame. 

And flesh shall reign no more ! 

5 Eternal Spirit, write thy law 

Upon our inward parts, 

And let the second Adam draw 
His image on our hearts. _ . 

Hymn 129. Long Metre. [&] 


We walk by faith , not by sight . 

1 ’THIS by the faith of joys to come 

1 We walk through deserts dark as night; 
Till we arrive at heaven, our home, 

Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 

2 The want of sight she well supplies; 

She makes the pearlv gates appear; 

Far into distant worlds she pries, 

And brings eternal glories near. 

3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 

While faith, inspires a heavenly ray; 

Though lions roar, and tempests blow, 

And rocks and dangers till the way. 

4 So Abrah’m, by divine command. 

Left his own house to walk with God ; 

His faith beheld the promis’d land, 

And_ fir’d his zeal along the road. _ 


Hymm 130. Common Metre. 

The new creation. 

1 A TTEND, while God’s exalted Son 
lx. Doth his own glories shew : 
“Behold I sit upon my throne, 

“ Creating all things new. 

2 “ Nature and sin are pass’d away, 

“And the old Adam dies; 

“ My hands a new foundation lay ; 
“See the new world arise. 

3 “I’ll be a Sun of Righteousness 

“To the new heavens I make; 
“None but the new-born heirs of grace 
“ My glories shall partake.” 

4 Mighty Redeemer! set me free 

From my old state of sin; 


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B. II. Hymn 131, 132. 425 

Oh, make my soul alive to thee. 

Create new powers within, 
p Renew mine eyes, and form mine ears. 

And mould my heart afresh; 

Give me new passions, joys and fears. 

And turn the stone to flesh. 

6 Far from the regions of the dead, 

From sin, and earth, and hell. 

In the new world that grace has made, 

I would forever dweli. 

Hymn 131. Long Metre. O] 

The excellency of the Christian religion. 

1 T ET everlasting glories crown 

L Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord ; 

Thy hands have brought salvation down, 

And writ the blessings in thy word. 

2 [What if we trace the globe around, 

And search from Britain to Japan, 

There shall be no religion found 

So just to God, so safe for man.] 

3 In vain the trembling conscience seeks 
Some solid ground to rest upon; 

With long despair the spirit breaks, 

Till we apply to Christ alone. 

4 How well thy blessed truths agree! 

How wise and holy thy commands! 

Thy promises, how firm they be ! 

How firm our hope and comfort stands ! 

4 [Not the feign’d fields of heath’nish bliss 
Could raise such pleasures in the mind-; 

Nor does the Turkish paradise 
Pretend to joys so well refin’d.] 

6 Should all the forms that men devise 
Assault my faith with treacherous art, 

I’d call them vanity and lies, 

And bind the gospel to my heart. 

Hymn 132. Common Metre. [^] 

The offices of Christ. 

1 \ If 7E bless the Prophet of the Lord, 

VV That comes with truth and grace; 

Jesus, thy Spirit and thy word 
Shall lead us in thy ways. 

2 We reverence our High-Priest above* 

Who offer’d up his blood. 

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426 


B. II 


Hymn 133, 134. 

And lives to Qirry on his love, 

By pleading with our God. 

3 We honour our exalted King; 

How sweet are his commands ! 

He guards our souls from hell and sin, 

By his Almighty hands. 

'4 Hosanna to his glorious name. 

Who saves by different ways; 

His mercies lay a sovereign claim 
To nur immortal praise. 

Hymn 133. Long Metre. [*] 

The operations of the Holy Spirit , 

1 T7TERNAL Spirit, we confess, 

-Cj And sing the wonders of thy grace ; 
Thy power conveys our blessings down 
From God the Father, and the Son. 

2 Enlighten’d by thine heavenly ray, 

Our shades and darkness turn to day : 
Thine inward teachings make us know 
Our danger and our refuge too. 

3 Thy power and glory work within. 

And break the chains of reigning sin ; 

Do our imperious lusts subdue, 

And form our wretched hearts anew. 

4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice; 
Thy cheering words awake our joys ; 

Tny words allay the stormy wind, 

And calm the surges of the mind. 

Hymn 134. Common Metre. [$*] 

Circumcision abolished. 

1 HTHE promise was divinely free, 

X Extensive was the grace ; 

“1 will the God of Abrah’m be, 

“ And of his numerous race.” 

2 He said—and with a bloody seal 

Confirm’d the words he spoke ; 

Long did the sons of Abrah’m feel 
The sharp and painful yoke. 

3 Till God’s own Son, descending low, 

Gave his own flesh to bleed ; 

And Gentiles taste the blessings now. 

From the hard bondage freed. 
i< The God of Abrah’m claims our praise > 
His promises endure; 







427 


B. II. Hymn 135—137. 

And Christ the Lord, in gentler ways. 

Makes the salvation sure. 

Hymn 135. Long Metre. [^] 

Tvp.es and prophecies of Christ. 

1 T> EHOLD the woman’s promis’d seed 
A3 Behold the great Messiah come ! 

Behold the prophets all agreed 
To give him the superior room ! 

2 Abrah’m, the saint, rejoic’d of old. 

When visions of the Lord he saw; 

Moses, the man of God, foretold 
This great Fulfiller of his law. 

3 The types bore witness to his name, 

Obtain’d their chief design, and ceas’d 
The incense, and the bleeding lamb, 

The ark, the altar, and the priest. 

4 Predictions in abundance meet. 

To jean their blessings on his head; 

Jesus, we worship at thy feet, 

And nations ow r n the promis’d seed. 

Hymn 136. Long Metre. [ 3 &] 

Miracles at the birth of Christ . 

1 * I ''HE King of Glory sends his Son 

A To make his entrance on this earth; 
Behold the midnight bright as noon, 

And heavenly hosts declare his birth! 

2 About the young Redeemer’s head. 

What wanders and what glories meet; 

An unknown star arose and led 

. The eastern sages to his feet. 

3 Simeon and Anna both conspire 
The infant Saviour to proclaim; 

Inward they felt the sacred fire, 

And bless’d the Babe, and own’d his name.' 

4 Let Jews and Greeks blaspheme aloud. 

And treat the holy Child with scorn; 

Our souls adore th* eternal God, 

Who condescended to be bora. 

Hymn 137. Long Metre. 

Miracles in the life , death , and resurrection of Christ. 
1 OEHOLD the blind their sight receive! 

A3 Behold the dead awake and live! 

The dumb speak wonders! and the lame 

Leap like the hart, anil bless his name i 








428 


Hymn 138, 139. B. II. 


2 Thus doth th’ eternal Spirit own 
And seal the mission of his Son ; 

The Father vindicates his cause. 

While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 

3 He dies! the heavens in mourning stood; 
He rises ! and appears a God : 

Behold the Lord ascending high, 

No more to bleed, no more to die ! 

4 Hence and forever from my heart 
I bid my doubts and fears depart; 

And to those hands my soul resign. 

Which bear credentials so divine.' _ 

Hymn 138. Long Metre. [&] 

The fiowcr of the go sfid. 

1 r T' , HIS is the word of truth and love, 

X Sent to the nations from above; 
Jehovah here resolves to shew 
What his almighty grace can do. 

2 This remedy did wisdom find, 

To heal diseases of the mind ; 

This sovereign balm, whose virtues can 
Restore the ruin’d creature, man. 

3 The gospel bids the dead revive; 

Sinners obey the voice, and live ; 

Dry bones are rais’d, and cloth’d afresh ; 
And hearts of stone are turn’d to flesh. 

4 [Where Satan reign'd in shades of night, 
The gospel strikes a heavenly light; 

Our lusts its wondrous power controls. 
And calms the rage of angry souls. 

5 Lions and beasts of savage name 
Put on the nature of the lamb; 

While the wide world esteems it strange, 
Gaze, and admire, and hate the change?] * 

6 May but this grace my soul renew. 

Let sinners gaze, and hate me too; 

1 he word that saves me, does engage 
A sure defence from all their rage. 

Hymn 139. Long Metre. 

The exam file of Christ. 

1 M Y dear Rede emer, and mv Lord, 
iV1 .I read my duty in thy word: 

But in thy life the law appears, 

Drawn cut in living characters, 






B. II. Hymn 140, 141. _429 

2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, 

Such deference to thy Father’s will, 

Such love, and meekness so ditine, 

I would transcribe, and make them mine. 

3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, 
Witness’d the fervour of thy prayer; 

The desert thy temptations knew. 

Thy confect, and thy victoiy too. 

4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear 
More of thy gracious image here; 

Then God, the Judge, shall own my name 
Amongst the followers of the Lamb. 

Hymn 140. Common Metre. [$] 

The examfiles of Christ and the saints. 

1 p IVE me the wings of faith, to rise 
V-X Within the veil, and see 

The saints above, how great their joys, 

How bright their glcnes be! 

2 Once they were mourning here below. 

And wet their couch with tears; 

They wrestled hard, as we do now. 

With sins, and doubts, and fears. 

3 I ask them whence their victoiy came ? 

They, with united breath. 

Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb; 

Their triumph to his death. 

4 They mark’d the footsteps that he trod, 

(His zeal inspir’d their breast;) 

And, following their incarnate God, 

Possess’d the promis’d rest. 

5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, 

For his own pattern given ; 

While the long cloud of witnesses 
Shows the same path to heaven. 

Hymn 141. Common Metre. [&] 

Faith assisted by sense ; or , preaching, baptism 
and the Lord's supper. 

1 TtyfY Saviour God, my sovereign Prince 
1Y1 Reigns far above the skies; 

But brings his graces down to sense, 

And helps my faith to rise. 

2 Mine eyes and ears shall bless his name, 

They' read and hear his word; 





430 


B. II 


Hymn 142, 143. 

My touch and taste shall do the same. 

When they receive the Lord. 

3 Baptismal water is design'd 

To seal his cleansing grace ; 

While at his feast of bread and wine. 

He gives his saints a place. 

4 But not the waters cf a flood 

Can make my flesh so clean. 

As, by his Spirit and his blood. 

He’ll wash my soul from sin. 

5 Not choicest meats, nor noblest wines, 

So much my heart refresh, 

As when my faith goes through the signs, 
And feeds upon his flesh. 

6 I love the Lord, who stoops so low. 

To give his word a seal ; 

But the rich grace his hands bestow 
Exceed^ the Aspires still. 

Hymn 142. Short Metre. 

Faith in Christ our sacrifice. 

1 "VTOT all the blood of beasts, 

IN On Jewish altars slain, 

Could give the guilty conscience peace.. 

Or wash away the stain. 

2 But Ciirist, the heavenly Lamb, 

Takes all our sins away ; 

A sacrifice of nobler name, 

And richer blood than they. 

3 My faith would lay her hand 
On that dear head of tliine. 

While like a penitent I stand. 

And there confess my sin. 

4 My soul looks back to see 
The burdens thou didst bear. 

When hanging on the cursed tree, 

And hopes her guilt was there. 

5 Believing, we rejoice 

To see the curse remove ; 

We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice. 

And sing his bleeding love. 

Hymn i43. Common Metre. [&] 

Flesh and Spirit. 

1 \ XTH.AT different powers of grace and sin 
V V Attend our mortal state ! 






B. II. H y mn 144, 145. 431 

I hate the thoughts that work within, 

And do the works 1 hate. 

2 Now I complain, and groan, and die, 

While sin and Satan reign; 

Now raise my songs of triumph high. 

For grace prevails again. 

3 So darkness struggles with the light. 

Till perfect day arise ; 

Water and lire maintain the fight 
Until the weaker dies. 

4 Thus will the flesh and Spirit strive, 

And vex and break my peace; 

But I shall quit this mortal life. 

Ami sin f orever cease. _ 

Hymn 144. Long Metre, [$] 

The effudon of the Spirit ; or, success of t!u gospel 

1 jO HEAT was tiie day, die joy was great, 
vJ When the divine disciples met; 

Whilst on their heads die Spirit came, 

And sat like tongues c-f cloven flame. 

2 What gifts, what miracles he gave ! 

And power to give, and power to save! 
Furnish'd their tongues with wondrous words, 
Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. 

3 Thus arm’d, he sent the champions forth. 
From east to west, from south to north; 

“ Go, and assert your Saviour’s cause; 

“ Go, spread the mystery of his cross.” 

4 These weapons of the holy war. 

Of what almighty force they are. 

To make our stubborn passions bow. 

And lay the proudest rebel low ! 

5 Nations, the learned and the rude. 

Are by these heavenly arms subdu’d; 

While Satan rages at his loss, 

And hates the doctrine of the cross. 

6 Great King of Grace, my heart subdue ; 

I would be led in triumph too, 

A willing captive to my Lord, 

And sing the victories of his word. _ 

Hymn 145. Common Metre. |X] 

bight through a glass , and face to face 
1 T LOVE the windows of tfiy grace, 

X Through which my Lord is seen; 







432 


b. ir 


Hymn 146, 147. 

And long to meet my Saviour’s face. 

Without a glass between. 

2 Oh, that the happy hour were come. 

To change my faith to sight; 

I shall behold my Lord at home 
In a diviner light. 

3 Haste, my Beloved, and remove 

These interposing days! 

Then shall my passions all be love. 

And all my powers be praise. 

Hymn 146. Long Metre. Ct>3 

The vanity of creature<s ; or , no rest on earth. 

1 AT AN has a soul of vast desires; 

1V1 He burns within with restless fires! 
Toss’d to and fro, his passions fly 
From vanity to vanity. ^ 

2 In vain on earth we hope to find 
Some solid good to fill the mindr 
We try new pleasures—biit we feel 
The inward thirst and torment still. 

3 So when a raging fever burns. 

We shift from side to side, by turns; 

And ’tis a poor relief we gain. 

To change the place, but keep the pain, 

4 Great God! subdue this vicious thirst, 

This love to vanity and dust; 

Cure the vile fever of the mind. 

And feed our souls with joys .refin'd. 

Hymn 147. Common Metre. [^] 

The creation of the world. 

1 « \TOW let a spacious world arise,” 

i\ Said the Creator, Lord; 

At once th’ obedient earth and skies 
Rose at his sovereign word. 

2 [Dark was the deep; the waters lay 

Confus’d, and drown’d the land ; 

He call’d the light—the new-born day 
Attends on his command. 

3 He bids the clouds ascend on high: 

The clouds ascend, and bear 
A watery treasure to the sky. 

And float on softer air. 

4 The liquid element below 

Was gather’d by his hand; 








B. II. 


Hymn 148. 


433 


The rolling seas together flow. 

And leave the sdid land. 

5 With herbs and plants (a flowery birth) 

The naked globe, he crown’d. 

Ere there was rain to bless the earth, 

Or sun to warm the ground. 

6 Then he adorn’d the upper skies: 

Behold ! the sun appears ; 

The moon and stars m order rise. 

To mark out months and years. 

7. Out of the deep th* Almighty King 
Did vital beings frame; 

The painted fowls of every wing. 

And fish of every name.] 

8 He gave the lion and the worm 

At once their wondrous birth ; 

And grazing beasts, of various form. 

Rose from the teeming earth. 

9 Adam was form’d of equal clay. 

Though sovereign of the rest. 

Design’d for nobler ends than they. 

With God’s own image blest. 

10 Thus glorious in the Maker’s eye, 

The young creation stood; 

He saw the building from on high, 

His word pronounc’d it good. 

11 Lord, while the frame of nature stands. 

Thy praise shall fill my tongue; 

But the new world of grace demands 
A more exalted song. 

Hymn 148. Common Metre. [*] 

God reconciled in Christ. 

1 TVEAREST of all the names above, 

JL J My Jesus, and my God! 

Who can resist thy heavenly love. 

Or trifle with thy blood ? 

2 ’Tis by the merits of thy death 

The Father smiles again ; 

’Tis by thine interceding breath 
The Spirit dwells with men. 

.> Till God in human flesh I see. 

My thoughts no comfort find; 

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434 


Hymn 149, 150. B. IL 

The holy, just, and sacred Three 
Are terrors to my mind. 

4 But if Immanuel’s face appear, 

My hope, my joy begins; 

His name forbids my slavish fear, 

His grace removes my sins. 

5 While Jews on their own law rely. 

And Greeks of wisdom boast, 

I love th’ incarnate mystery, 

And there I fix my trust. _ 

Hymn 149. Common Metre. 

Honour to magistrates ; or , governmentfrom God 

1 INTERNAL Sovereign of the sky, 

JLj And Lord of all below. 

We mortals to thy Majesty 
Our first obedience owe. 

2 Our souls adore thy throne supreme. 

And bless thy providence, 

For magistrates of meaner name. 

Our glory and defence. 

3 [The rulers of these States shall shine 

With rays above the rest, 

Where laws and liberties combine 
To make a nation blest.] 

4 Kingdoms on firm foundations stand. 

While virtue finds reward; 

And sinners perish from the land. 

By justice and the sword. 

5 Let Cesar’s due be ever paid 

To Cesar and his throne; 

But consciences and souls were made 
To be the Lord’s alone. 

Hymn 150. Common Metre, [b] 

The deceitfulness of sin. 

1 C IN has a thousand treacherous arts 
O To practise on the mind ; 

With flattering looks she tempts our hearts. 
But leaves a sting behind. 

2 With names of virtue she deceives 

The aged and the young ; 

And while the heedless wretch believes. 

She makes his fetters strong. 

3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, 

And gives a fair pretence; 





B. II 


43.5 


Hymn 151, 152. 

But cheats the soul of heavenly things, 

And chains it down to sense. 

4 So, on a tree divinely fair. 

Grew the forbidden food ; 

Our mother took the poison there. 

And tainted all her blood. __ 

Hymn 151. Long Metre. £&] 

Prophecy and inspiration. 

1 ’ r T''WAS by an order from the Lord, 

i The ancient prophets spoke his word ; 
His Spirit did their tongues inspire. 

And warm’d tlier hearts with heavenly fire. 

2 The works and wonders which they wrought, 
Confirm’d the messages they brought; 

The prophet’s pen succeeds his breath. 

To save the holy words from death. 

3 Great God ! mine eyes with pleasure look 
On the dear volume ’ of thy book; 

There my Redeemer’s face I see, 

And read his name who dy’d for me. 

4 Let the false raptures of the mind 
Be lost, and vanish in the wind ; 

Here I can fix my hope secure; 

This is thy word, and must endure. _ 

Hymn 152. Common Metre. [$] 

Sinai and Sion. Heb. xii. 18, 6cc. 

1 "VTOT to the terrors of the Lord, 
iN The tempest, fire and smoke; 

Not to the thunder of that word 

Which God cm Sinai spoke: 

2 But we are come to Sion’s hill, 

The city of our God, 

Where milder words declare his will. 

And spread his love abroad. 

3 Behold th* innumerable host 

Of angels, cloth’d in light! 

Behold the spirits of the just. 

Whose faith is turn’d to sight! 

4 Behold the blest assembly there, 

Whose pames are writ in heaven; 
AndfGocV the judge of all, declares 
Their vilest sins forgiven. 

5 The saints on earth, and all the dead* 

But one communion make ; 


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B. II. 


436 Hymn 153, 154. 


Ail join in Christ, their living Head, 

And of his grace partake. 

6 In such society as this 

My weary soul would rest: 

The man that dwells where Jesus is. 

M ost be forever blest. 

Hymn 1.53. Common Metre, [b] 

The distemjier , Jolly, und madness of sbi. 

1 C IN, like a venomous disease, 

O Infects our vital blood ; 

The only balm is sovereign grace. 

And the physician, God. 

2 Our beauty and our strength are fled. 

And we draw near to death, 

But Christ the Lord recals the dead 
With his almighty breath. 

3 Madness by nature reigns within. 

The passions burn and rage. 

Till God’s own Son, with skill divine, 

The inward fire assuage. 

4 [We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, 

And solid good despise: 

Such is the folly of the mind, 

Till Jesus makes us w,ise.] 

5 We give our souls the wounds they feel, 

We drink the poisonous gall. 

And rush with fury down to hell; 

But Heaven prevents the fall. 

6 [The man possess’d among the tombs. 

Cuts his own flesh and cries: 

He foams and raves, till Jesus comes. 

An d the foul spirit tii^s.]_ 

Hymn 154. Long Metre, [b] 

Sef-righteousneoa insufficient. 

1 “ \ T THERE are the m aimers,” saith theLord, 

V V “ That wait and tremble at my word ? 
“That walk in darkness all the day? 

“ Come, make my name your trust and stay. 

2 “ [No works nor duties of your own 
“Can for the smallest sin atone: 

“ Tne robes that nature may provide, 

“ Will not your least pollution hide. 

3 “The softest couch that nature knows 
“ Can give the conscience no repose : 






B. II, 


437 


Hymn 155, 356. 

“ Look to my righteousness, and Jive, 

“ Comfort and peace are mine to give.] 

4 “ Ye sons of pride, that kindle coals 
“With your own hands, to warm your souls, 

“ Walk in the light of your own fire, 

“ Enjoy the sparks that ye desire; 

5 “ This is your portion at my hands; 

“Hell waits you with her iron bands; 

“Ye shall He down in sorrow there, 

“In death, and darkness, and despair.” 

Hymn 155. Common Metre, [b] 

Christ our fiassover. 

1 T O, the destroying angel flies 
1 j To Pharaoh’s stubborn land! 

The pride and flower of Egypt dies 

By his vindictive hand. 

2 He pass’d the tents of Jacob o’er, 

Nor pour’d the wrath divine: 

He saw the blood on every door. 

And bless’d the peaceful sign. 

3 Thus the appointed Lamb must bleed. 

To break t.h’ Egyptian yoke : 

Thus Israel is from bondage freed. 

And ’scapes the angel’s stroke. 

4 Lord, if my heart were sprinkled too 

With blood so rich as thine. 

Justice no longer would pursue 
This guilty soul of mine. 

5 Jesus our passover was slain. 

And has at once procur’d 
Freedom from Satan’s heavy chain, 

And God’s avenging sword._ 

Hymn 156. Common Metre. [^3 

Presumption and despair', or, Satan's various temptations; 
1 T HATE the tempter and his charms; 

1 I hate his flattering breath ; 

The serpent takes a thousand forms 
To cheat our souls to death. 

He feeds our hopes with airy dreams, 

.Or kills with slavish fear ; 

And holds us still in wide extremes, 
Presumption, or despair. 

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438 Hymn 157, 158. B. H . 

S Now he persuades, “How easy ’tis 
“To walk the road to heaven 
Anon lie swells our sins, and cries, 

“They cannot be forgiven.” 

4 [He bids young sinners “vet forbear 

“ To think of God, or death ; 

“ For prayer and devotion are 
“ But melancholy breath.” 

5 He tells the aged, “they must die, 

“ And ’tis too late to pray; 

“ In vain for mercy now they cry, 

“ For they have lost their day.”] 

6 Thus he supports his cruel throne 

By mischief and deceit, 

And drags the sons of Adam dowh 
To darkness and the pit. 

7 Almighty God, cut short his power ; 

Let him in darkness dwell; 

And, that he vex the earth no more. 

Confine him down to hell. 


Hymn 157. Common Metre, [ft] 

The same . 


1 "VTOW Satan comes with dreadful roar. 

And threatens to destroy ; 

He worries whom he can’t devour 
With a malicious joy. 

2 Ye sons of God, oppose his rage. 

Resist, and he’ll be gone; 

Thus did our dearest Lord engage, 

And vanquish him alone. 

3 Now he appears almost divine, 

Like innocence and love ; 

But the old serpent lurks within. 

When he assumes the dove. 

4 Flv from the false deceiver’s tongue, 

Ye sons cf Adam, fly ; 

Our parents found the snare too strong. 
Nor should the children try. 


Hymn 158. Long Metre, [b] 

Few sa-'ed; or, the almost Christian, the hypocrite 
and apostate. 

1 T> RO AD is the road that leads to death, 

-O An 1 thousands walk together there ; 

But wisdom shews a narrow path. 

With here and there a traveller. 








B. II. Hymn 159, 160. 439 

2 “ Deny thyself, and take thy cross,” 

Is the Redeemer’s great command; 

Nature must count her gold but dross, 

If she would gain this heavenly land. 

3 The fearful soul, that tires and faints. 

And walks the ways of God no more. 

Is but esteem’d almost a saint. 

And makes his own destruction sure. 

4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain; 

Create my heart entirely new ; 

Which hypocrites coijld ne’er attain. 

Which false apostates never knew. 

Hymn 159. Common Metre. [*] 

An unconverted state ; or, converting grace. 



How vile is our degenerate race, 
And our first father’s name ! 


2 From Adam flows our tainted blood, 

The poison reigns within. 

Makes us averse to all that’s good. 

And willing slaves to sin. 

3 [Daily we break thy holy laws. 

And then reject thy grace ; 

Engag’d in the old serpent’s cause. 

Against our Maker’s face.] 

4 We live estrang’d afar from God, 

And love the distance well; 

With haste we run the dangerous road', 
That leads to death and hell. 

5 And can such rebels be restor’d ? 

Such natures made divine? 

Let sinners see thy glory. Lord, 

And feel this power of thine. 

6 We raise our Father’s name on high. 

Who his own Spirit sends 
To bring rebellious strangers nigh, 

And turn his foes to triends. 

Hymn 160. Long Metre, [b] 

Custom in sin . 

1 T FiT the wild leopards of the wood 
Fj Put off the splits that nature gives; 
Then may the wicked turn to Gotl, 

And change their tempers and their lives. 





440 


B. II, 


Hymn 161, 162. 


2 As well might Ethiopian slaves 
Wash out the darkness of their skin ; 

The dead as well may leave their graves, 
As old transgressors cease to sin. 

3 Where vice has held its empire long, 
’Twill not endure the least control; 

None but a power divinely strong 
Can turn the current of the soul. 

4 Great God! I own thy power divine, 

That works to change this heart of mine; 

I would be form’d anew, and bless 

The wonders of creating grace. 


Hymn 161. Common Metre, [b] 

Christian virtues ; or , the difficulty of conversion ■ 

1 C TRAI I' is the way, the door is strait, 

O That leads to joys on high; 

’Tis but a few that find the gate. 

While crowds mistake and die. 

2 Beloved self must be deny’d, 

The mind and will renew’d, 

Passion suppress’d, and patience try’d. 

And vain desires subdu’d. 

3 [Flesh is a dangerous foe to grace. 

Where it prevails and rules; 

Flesh must be humbled, pride abas’d. 

Lest they destroy our souls.] 

4 The love of gold be banish’d hence, 

(That vile idolatry) 

And every member, every sense, 

In sweet subjection lie. 

5 The tongue, that most unruly power, 

Requires a strong restraint: 

We must be watchful every hour. 

And pray, but never faint. 

6 Lord ! can a feeble, helpless worm 

Fulfil a task so hard ? 

Thy grace must all mv work perform’ 

And give the fre e reward. 

Hymn 162 . Common Metre. [^] 

Meditations of heaven ; or, the joys of faith. 

TV/fY thoughts, surmount these lower skies, 
Anc * look within the veil; 

I here springs of endless pleasure rise, 

Ine waters never fail. 





B. II. 


Hymn 163 


441 


2 There 1 behold, with sweet delight, 

The blessed Three in One ; 

And strong affections fix my sight 
On God’s incarnate bon. 

3 His promise stands forever firm. 

His grace shall ne’er depart: 

He binds my name upon his arm, 

And seals it on his heart. 

4 Light are the pains that nature brings,; 

How short our sorrows are, 

When with eternal future things 
The present we compare ! 

5 I would not be a stranger still 

To that celestial place. 

Where I forever hope to dwell. 

Near my Redeemer’s face. 

Hymn 163. Common Metre, [b] 

Complaint of desertion and temptation. 

1 T'XEAR Lord, behold our sore digress; 

Our sins attempt to reign ; 
btretch out thine arm of conquering grace. 
And let thy foes be slain. 

2 The lion, with his dreadful roar, 

Affrights thy feeble sheep : 

Reveal the glory of thy power. 

And chain him to the deep. 

3 Must we indulge a long despair ? 

Shall our petitions die ? 

Our mournings never reach thine ear ? 

Nor tears affect thine eye ?] 

4 If thou despise a mortal groan. 

Yet hear a Saviour’s blood; 

An advocate so near the throne, 

Pleads and prevails with God. 

, 5 He brought the Spirit’s powerful sword. 

To slay our deadly foes: 

Our sins shall die beneath thy word. 

And hell in vain oppose. 

6 How boundless is our Father’s grace. 

In height, and depth, and length 1 
He made his Son our righteousness. 

His Spirit is our strength. 




B. II- 


442 Hymn 164, 165. 


Hymn 164. Common Metre, [b] 


The end of the world. 

1 X X 7HY should this'earth delight us so? 

VV Why should we fix our eyes 
On these low grounds, where sorrows grow. 
And every pleasure dies ? 

2 While time his sharpest teeth prepares 

Our comforts to devour, 

There is a land above the stars. 

And joys above his power. 

3 Nature shall be dissolv’d and die, 

The sun must end his race. 

The earth and sea forever fiy 
Before my Saviour’s face. 

4 When will that glorious morning rise, 

When the last trumpet sound. 

And call the nations to the skies 
From underneath the ground ? 

Hymn 165. Common Metre, [b] 


Unfruitfulness, ignorance, and unsanctified affections* 

1 T ONG have I sat beneath the sound 
-L-j Of thy salvation, Lord ; 

But still liow weak my faith is found, 

And knowledge of thy word. 

2 Oft I frequent thy holy place. 

And hear almost in vain : 

How small a portion of thy grace 
My memory can retain! 

3 [My dear Almighty, and my God, 

How little art thou known 
By all the judgments of thy rod, 

And blessings of thy throne !] 

4 [How cold and feeble is my love ! 

How negligent my fear ! 

How low my hope of joys above ! 

How few affections there !] 

5 Great God ! thy sovereign power impart. 

To give thy word success ! 

Write thy salvation in my heart, 

And make me learn thy grace. 

6 [Shew my forgetful feet the way 

That leads to joys on high ; 

There knowledge grows without decay, 

And love shall never die.] 




P. II. Hymn 166, 167. 443 

Hymn 166. Common Metre. Q*] 

The divine perfections. 

1 T T OW shall I praise th’ eternal God ! 

JTx That Intinite Unknown ? 

Who can ascend his high abode, 

Or venture near his throne ? 

2 [The great Invisible ! He dwells 

Conceal'd in dazzling light; 

But his all-searching e^e reveals 
The secrets of the night. 

3 Those watchful eyes that never sleep, 

Survey the world around; 

His wisdom is a boundless deep, 

Where all our thoughts are drown’d.] 

4 [Speak we of strength ? His arm is strong, 

To save, or to destroy; 

Infinite years his life prolong, 

And endless is his joy.] 

5 He knows no shadow of a change, 

Nor alters his decrees; 

Firm as a rock his truth remains, 

To guard his promises.] 

6 [Sinners before his presence die; 

How holy is his name! 

His anger and his jealousy 
Burn like devouring flame.] 

7 Justice, upon a dreadful throne, 

Maintains the rights of God ; 

While mercy sends her pardons down, 

Bought with a Saviours blood. 

8 Now to my soul, immortal King, 

Speak some, forgiving word; 

Then ’twill be double joy to sing 
The glories of my Lord. 

Hymn 167. Long Metre. [^] 

The divine perfections. 

1 p REAT God ! thy glories shall employ 
VT My holy fear, my humble joy; 

My lips, in songs of honour, bring 
Their tribute to th’ eternal King. 

2 [Earth and the stars, and worlds unknown. 
Depend precarious on his throne; 

All nature hangs upon his word. 

And grace and glory own their Lord.] 




Hymn 168 


444 


B. JL 


3 [His sovereign power what mortal knows ? 
if he command, who dare oppose ? 

With strength he girds himself around. 
And treads the rebels to the ground.] 

4 [Who shall pretend to teach him skill ? 

Ur guide the counsels of his will ? 

His wisdom, like a sea divine. 

Flows deep and high beyond our line.] 

5 [His name is holy, and his eye 
Bums with immortal jealousy; 

He hates the sons of pride, and sheds 
His fiery vengeance on their heads.] 

6 [The beamings of his piercing sight 
Bring dark hypocrisy to light ; 

Death and destruction naked lie, 

And hell uncover’d to his eye.] 

7 [Th* eternal law before him stands; 

His justice, with impartial hands, 

Divides to all their due reward. 

Or by the sceptre, or the sword.] 

8 [His mercy, like a boundless sea. 

Washes our load of guilt away; 

While his own Son came down and dy’d, 
T’ engage his justice on our side.] 

9 [Each of his words demands my faith, 

My soul can rest on all he saith ; 

His truth inviolably keeps 

The largest promise of his lips.] 

10 Oh, tell me, with a gentle voice, 

“ Thou art my God,” and I’ll rejoice! 
Fill’d with thy love, I dare proclaim 
The brightest honours of thy name. 

Hymn 168 . Long Metre. [$$] 


The same. 


1 TEHOVAH reigns, his throne is high; 

J His robes are light and majesty ; 

His glory shines with beams so bright. 

No mortal can sustain the sight. 

2 His terrors keep the world in awe; 

His justice guards his holy law ; 

His love reveals a smiling face ; 

His truth and promise seal the grace. 

3 Through all his works his wisdom shines,. 
And baffles Satan’s deep designs; 




B. II. 


Hymn 169. 


445 


His power is sovereign to fulfil 
The noblest counsels of his will. 


4 And will this glorious Lord descend 
To be my Father and my Friend? 
Then let my songs with angels join; 
Heaven is secure, if God be mine. 


Hymn 169. Hallelujah Metre, 

The same. 

1 f I 'HE Lord Jehovah reigns ; 

JL His throne is built on high; 
The garments he assumes 
Are light and majesty; 

His glories shine 
With beams so bright. 

No mortal eye 
Can bear the sight. 

2 The thunders of his hand 
Keep the wide world in awe ; 

His wrath and justice stand 
To gunrd his - hoiv law; 

And where Ills love 
Resolves to bless. 

His truth confirms 
And seals the grace. 


3 Through all his ancient works 
Surprising wisdom shines, 
Confounds the powers of hell. 
And breaks their curs’d designs 
Strong is his arm, 

And shall fulfil 
His great decrees. 

His sovereign will. 


4 And can this mighty King 
Of glorv condescend ? 

And will he write his name, 
“My Father and my Friend?” 
J love his name, 

I love his word ; 

Join all my powers 
And praise the Lord. 

O o 




446 


Hymn 170. 


B. II. 


Hymn 170. Long Metre. [S] 

God incomprehensible and sovereign. 

1 [pAN creatures to perfection find 

Th’ eternal, uncreated Mind ? 

Or can the largest stretch of thought 
Measure and search his nature out ? 

2 ’Tis high as heaven, Yis deep as hell. 

And what can mortals know or tell ? 

His glory spreads beyond the sky. 

And all the shining worlds on high. 

3 But man, vain man would fain be wise ; 
Born like a wild young colt, he flies 
Through all the follies of his mind, 

And smells and snuffs the empty wind.] 

4 God is a King, of power unknown; 

Firm are the orders of his throne; 

If he resolve, who dare oppose. 

Or ask him why, or what he does ? 

5 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole ; 
And calms the tempest of the soul: 

When he shuts up in long despair. 

Who can remove the heavy bar? 

6 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon. 

The fainting sun grows dim at noon ; 

The pillars of heaven’s starry roof 
Tremble and start at his reproof 

7 He gave the vaulted heaven its form. 

The crooked serpent and the worm ; 

He breaks the billows with his breath, 

And smites the sons of pride to death. 

8 These are a portion of his ways: 

But who shall dare describe his face ? 

Who can endure his light, or stand 
To hear the thunders of his hand ? 


END OF THE SECOND BOOK. 



HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL SONGS. 


BOOK III. 

PREPARED FOR THE HOLY ORDINANCE 01 
THE LORD’S SUPPER. 


Hymn 1. Long Metre. [fc>] 

The Lord's Supper instituted. 1 Cor. xi. 23, &c. 

1 HPWAS on that dark, that doleful night, 

A When powers of earth and hell arose 
Against the Son of God’s delight, 

And friends betray’d him to his foes; 

2 Before the mournful scene began, 

He took the bread, and bless’d, and brake: 
What love through all his actions ran! 

What wondrous words of grace he spake! 

3 “This is my body broke for sin; 

“Receive and eat the living food:” 

Then took the cup, and bless’d the wine ; 

“ ’Tis the new covenant in my blood.” 

4 [For us his flesh with nails was torn, 

He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn; 

And justice pour’d upon his head 

Its heavy vengeance in our stead.] 

5 [For us his vital blood was spilt, 

To buy the pardon of our guilt; 

When, for black crimes of biggest size, 

He gave his soul a sacrifice.] 

6 “ Do this,” he cry’d, “ till time shall end* 

“In memory of your dying Friend; 

“Meet at my table, and record 

“The love of your departed Lord.” 

7 [Jesus! thy feast we celebrate, 

We shew thy death, we sing thy name. 

Till thou return, and we shall eat 
The marriage supper of the Lamb.] 







448 


Hymn 2, 3. B. III. 


Hymn 2. Short Metre. 

Communion with Christ and with saints . 1 

1 TESUS invites his saints 

J To meet around his board; 
Here pardon’d rebels sit and hold 
Communion with their Lord. 

2 For food he gives his flesh ; 

He bids us drink his blood: 

Amazing favour! matchless grace 
Of our descending Godl 

3 This holy bread and wine 
Maintain our fainting breath. 

By union with our living Lord, 

And interest in his death. 

4 Our heavenly Father calls 
Christ and his members one* 

We the young children of his love, 
And he the first-born Son. 

5 We are but several parts 
Of the same broken bread t 
One body with its several limbs, 
But Jesus is the head. 

6 Let all our powers be join’d 
His glorious name to raise; 

Pleasure and love fill every mind. 
And every voice be praise. 


Cor. x. 16,17. 


Hymn 3. Common Metre. [*] 


The new covenant sealed. 



He said—and gave his soul to death. 

And seal’d the grace with blood. 

2 To this dear covenant of thy word 

I set my worthless name; 

I seal th’ engagement to my Lord, 

And make my humble claim. 

3 The light, and strength, and pardoning grace. 

And glory shall be mine; 

My life and soul, my heart and flesh, 

And all my powers are thine. 

4 I call that legacy my own, 

Which Jesus did bequeath; 

’Twas purchas’d with a dying groan, 

And ratify’d in death. 





449 


B. III. _ Hymn 4, 3 . _ 

5 Sweet is the memory of his name, 

Who bless’d us in his will. 

And to his testament of love 
Made his own life the seal. 

Hymn 4. Common Metre. [^] 

Christ's dying love ; or, cur pardon bought at a dear price 

1 TTOW condescending and how kind 
Xl Was God’s eternal Son! 

Our misery reach’d his heavenly mind. 

And pity brought him down. 

2 [When justice, by our sins provok’d. 

Drew forth its dreadful sword. 

He gave his soul up to the stroke. 

Without a murmuring word.] 

3 [He sunk beneath our heavy woes, 

To raise us to his throne: 

There’s ne’er a gift his hand bestows, 

But cost his heart a groan.] 

4 This was compassion like a God, 

That when the Saviour knew 
The price of pardon was his blood. 

His pity ne’er withdrew. 

5 Now, though he reigns exalted high. 

His love is still as great: 

Well he remembers Calvary; 

Nor let his saints forget. 

6 [Here we behold his bowels roll 

As kind as when he dy’d. 

And see the sorrows of his soul 
Bleed through his wounded side.] 

7 [Here we receive repeated seals 

Of Jesus’ dying love: 

Hard is the wretch that never feels 
One soft affection move.] 

8 Here let our hearts begin to melt. 

While we his death record. 

And, with our joy for pardon’d guilt. 

Mourn that we pierc’d the Lord. 

Hymn 5. Common Metre. [&] 

Christ the bread of life. John vi. 31, 35, 39. 

1 T ET us adore the Eternal Word, 

JU ’Tis he our souls hath fed: 

Thou art the living stream, O Lord, 

And thou the immortal bread. 

6 02 






450 


Hymn 6 


B. Ill 


2 [The manna came from lower skies, 

But Jesus from above; 

Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise. 

And rivers flow with love. 

3 The Jews, the fathers, dy’d at last. 

Who ate that heavenly bread; 

But these provisions which we taste. 

Can raise us from the dead.] 

4 Bless’d be the Lord, who gives his flesh 

To nourish dying men, 

And often spreads his table fresh. 

Lest we should faint again. 

5 Our souls shall draw their heavenly breath. 

Whilst Jesus finds supplies; 

Nor shall our graces sink to death, 

For Jesus never dies. 

6 [Daily our mortal flesh decays. 

But Christ, our life, shall come ; 

His unresisted power shall raise 
Our bodies from the tomb.] 

Hymn 6. Long Metre. 

The memorial of our absent Lord. John xvi. 16. 
Luke xxii. 19. John xiv. 3. 

1 TESUS is gone above the skies, 

Ji Where our weak senses reach him not; 

And carnal objects court our eyes, 

To thrust our Saviour from our thought. 

2 He knows what wandering hearts we have. 

Apt to forget his lovely face; 

And, to refresh our minds, he gave 
These kind memorials of his grace. 

3 The Lord of Life this table spread . 

With his own flesh and dying blood; 

We on the rich provision feed. 

And taste the wine, and bless our God. 

4 Let sinful sweets be all forgot, 

And earth grow less in our esteem ; 

Christ and his love fill every thought. 

And faith and hope be fix’d on him. 

5 Whilst lie is absent from our sight, 

’Tis to prepare our souls a place. 

That -we may dwell in heavenly light, 

And live forever near his face. 

6 [Our eyes look upward to the hills. 

Whence our returning Lord shall come: 





4.51 


B. III. _ Hymn 7, 8. _ 

We wait thy chariot’s awful wheels. 

To fetch our longing spirits h ome.] 

Hymn 7. Long Metre, [b] 

Crucifixion to the world by the cross of Christ. Gal. vi. 14. 

1 X 7HEN I survey the wondrous cross 

VV On which the Prince of Glory dy’d, 

My richest gain I count but loss. 

And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 

Save in the death of Christ, my God : 

All the vain things that charm me most, 

I sacrifice them to his blood. 

3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 

Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! 

Did e’er such love and sorrow meet ? 

Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 

4 [His dying crimson, like a robe. 

Spreads o v er his body on the tree; 

Then am I dead to all the globe, 

And all the globe is dead to me.] 

5 Were the w hole realm of nature mine. 

That were a present far too small: 

Love so amazing, so divine. 

Demands my soul, my life, mv all! _ 

Hymn 8. Common Metre. 

The tree-of life. 

1 /'"''OME, let us join a joyful tune 

To our exalted Lord, 

Ye saints on high, around his throne, 

And we around his board. 

2 While once upon this lower ground. 

Weary and faint ye stood, 

What dear refreshment here ye found 
From this immortal food ! 

3 The tree of life, that near the throne 

In heaven’s high garden grows. 

Laden with grace, bends gently down 
Its ever smiling boughs. 

4 [Hovering among the leaves, there stands 

The sweet, celestial Dove; 

And Jesus on the branches hangs 
The banner of his love.] 

5 [’Tis a young heaven of strange delight, 

While in his shade we sit; 







452 


Hymn 9 


B. III. 


His fruit is pleasing to the sight, 

And to the taste as sweet. 

6 New life it spreads through dying hearts. 

And cheers the drooping mind ; 

Vigour and joy the juice imparts. 

Without a sting behind.] 

7 Now let the flaming weapon stand. 

And guard all Eden’s trees; 

There’s ne'er a plant in all that land 
That bears such fruit as these. 

3 Infinite grace our soiils adore. 

Whose wondrous hand has made 
This living branch of sovereign power 
To raise and heal the dead. 

Hymn 9. Short Metre. [&] 

The Sfiirity the ‘watery and the blood. I John v. 6, 



Who from his bosom sent his Son, 

To fetch us strangers nigh. 

2 Nor let our voices cease 

To sing the Saviour’s name ; 

Jesus, th’ ambassador of peace. 

How cheerfully he came! 

3 It cost him cries and tears 
To bring us near to God; 

Great was the debt, and he appears 
To make our payment good. 

4 [My Saviour’s pierced side 
Pour’d out a double flood ; 

By water we are purify’d, 

And pardon’d by the" blood. 

5 Infinite was our guilt. 

But he, our Priest, atones; 

On the cold ground his life was spilt. 
And offer’d with his groans.] 

6 Look up, my soul, to him 
Whose death was thy desert. 

And humbly view the living stream 
Flow from his breaking heart. 

7 There, on the cursed tree. 

In dying pangs he lies. 

Fulfils his Father’s great decree. 

And all our wants supplies. 

8 Thus the Redeemer came. 

By water, and by blood; 




B. IIL Hymn 10, 11. 453 

And when the Spirit speaks the same 
We feel his witness good. 

9 While the Eternal l^liree 
Bear their record above. 

Here I believe he dy’d for me. 

And seal my Saviour’s love. 

10 [Lord, cleanse my soul from sin, 

Nor let thy grace depart; 

Great Comforter, abide within, 

And witness to my h eart.~l 

Hymn 10. Long Metre. [$] 

Christ crucijied, the wisdom and power of God> 

1 ^TATURE with open volume stands, 

To spread her Maker’s praise abroad; 
And every labour of his hands 
Shews something worthy of a God. 

2 But in the grace that rescu’d man 
His brightest form of glory shines; 

Here, on the cross, ’tis fairest drawn 
In precious blood, and crimson lines. 

3 [Here his whole name appears complete; 

Nor wit can guess, nor reason prove, 

Which of the letters best is writ, 

The power, the wisdom, or the love.] 

4? Here I behold his inmost heart, 

Where grace and vengeance strangely join; 
Piercing his Son with sharpest smart. 

To make the purchas’d pleasures mine. 

5 Oh, the sweet wonders of that cross. 

Where God the Saviour lov’d and dy’d ! 

Her noblest life my spirit draws 

From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 

6 1 would forever speak his name, 

Jn sounds to mortal ears unknown. 

With angels join to praise the Lamb, 

And worship at his Father’s throne._ 

Hymn 11. Common Metre. [&] 

Pardon brought to our senses. 

1 T ORD, how divine thy comforts are! 

H How heavenly is the place. 

Where Jesus spreads the sacred feast 

Of his redeeming grace ! 

2 There the rich bounties of our God, 

And sweetest glories shine; 







454 


Hymn 12. 


B. Ill 


There Jesus says that “I am his, 

“ And my Beloved’s mine.” 

3 “ Here,” says the kind redeeming Lord, 

And shews his wounded side, 

“ See here the spring of all your joys, 

“ That open’d when I dy’d!” 

4 [He smiles, and cheers my mournful heart, 

And tells of all his pain : 

“ All this,” he says, “ 1 bore for thee,” 

And then he smiles again.] 

5 What shall we pay our heavenly King 

For grace so vast as this ! 

He brings our pardon to our eyes, 

And seals it with a kiss. 

6 [Let such amazing loves as these 

Be sounded all abroad; 

Such favours are beyond degrees. 

And worthy of a God.] 

7 [To Him who wash’d us in his blood. 

Be everlasting praise; 

Salvation, honour, glory, power. 

Eternal as his days.] 


1 [ H ( 


Hymn 12. Long Metre. [*] 

The gospel feast . Luke xiv. 16, &c. 
[ OW rich are thy provisions. Lord! 
L Thy table furnish'd from above! 
The fruits of life o’erspread the board. 
The cup o’erflows with heavenly love. 

2 Thine ancient family, the Jews, 

Were first invited to the feast: 

We humbly take what they refuse. 

And Gentiles thy salvation taste. 

3 W T e are the poor, the blind, the lame ; 
And help was far, and death was nigh! 
But at the gospel call we came, 

And every want receiv’d supply. 

4 From the highway that leads to hell. 
From paths of darkness and despair. 
Lord, we are come with thee to dwell. 
Glad to enjoy thy presence here.] 

5 What shall we pay th’ Eternal Son, 
That left the heaven of his abode. 

And to this wretched earth came down. 
To bring us, wanderers, back to God? 




I VO 


B. III. Hymn 13,14. 455 

It cost him death to save our lives; 

To buy our souls it cost his own ; 

And all the unknown joys he gives. 

Were bought with agonies unknown. 

7 Our everlasting love is due 
To Him who ransom’d sinners lost; 

And pity’d rebels, when he knew 
The vast expense his love would cost. 

Hymn 13. Common Metre. [*fj 

Divine love making a feast, and calling in the guests . 
Luke xiv. 17, 22, 23. 



While everlasting love displays 
The choicest of her stores ! 


2 Here every bowel of our God 

With soft compassion rolls ; 

Here peace and pardon, bought with blood, 

Is food for dying souls. 

3 W T hile all our hearts anu all our songs 

Join to admire the feast. 

Each of us cry, with thankful tongues, 

“ Lord, why was I a guest ? 

4 “Why was I made to hear thy voice, 

“ And enter while there’s room, 

M When thousands make a wretched choice, 

“ And rather starve than come ?” 

5 ’Twas the same love that spread the feast, 

That sweetly forc’d us in ; 

Else we had still refus’d to taste, 

And perish’d in our sin. 

6 [Pity the nations, O our God; 

Constrain the earth to come; 

Send thy victorious word abroad, 

And bring the strangers home. 

7 We long to see thy churches full. 

That all the chosen race 
May with one voice and heart and soul 
Sing thy redeeming grace.] 

Hymn 14. Long Metre. [$*] 

The song of Simeon ; Luke ii. 28; or, a sight of 
Christ makes death easy. 

1 1SJOW have our hearts embrac’d our God, 
We would forget all earthly charms. 





456 Hymn 15. B. III. 

And wish, to die as Simeon would. 

With his young Saviour in his arms. 

2 Our lips should learn that joyful song. 

Were but our hearts prepar’d like his; 

“Our souls still waiting to be gone, 

“ And at thy word depart in peace. 

3 “ Here we have seen thy face, O Lord, 

♦ “ And view’d salvation with our eyes, 

“ Tasted and felt the living Word, 

“ The bread descending from the skies. 

4 “ Thou hast prepar’d this dying Lamb, 

“ Hast set his blood before our face, 

“To teach the terrors of thy name, 

“And shew the wonders of thy grace. 

5 “ He is our light; our morning-star 
“Shall shine on nations yet unknown; 

“ The glory of thine Israel here, 

“And joy of spirits near thy throne.” 

Hymn 15. Common Metre. [$$] 

Our Lord Jesus at his own table. 

1 HPHE memory of our dying Lord 

1- Awakes a thankful tongue; 

How rich he spread his royal board. 

And bless’d the food, and sung ! 

2 Happy the men that eat this bread, 

But doubly ble.ss’d was he 
Who gently bow’d his loving head, 

And lean’d it, Lord, on thee. 

3 By faith the same delights we taste 

As that great favourite did. 

And sit, and lean on Jesus’ breast. 

And take the heavenly bread. 

4 Down from the palace of the skies. 

Hither the King descends ! 

“ Come, my beloved, eat (he cries) 

“ And drink salvation, friends.' 

5 “ My flesh is food and physic too, 

“ A balm for all your pains : 

“And the red streams of pardon flow 
“From these my pierced veins.” 

6 Hosanna to his bounteous love, 

For such a feast below! 

And yet he feeds his saints above 
With nobler blessings too. 




B. Ill 


457 


Hymn 16, 17. 


7 [Come, the dear day, the glorious hour. 
That brings our souls to rest! 

Then we shall need these types no more, 
But dwell at th’ heavenly feast] 


Hymn 16 . Common Metre. [&] 


The agonies of Christ. 

1 "VTOW let our pains be all forgot, 

TN Our hearts no more repine; 

Our sufferings are not worth a thought. 
Lord, when compar’d with thine. 

2 In lively figures here we see 

The bleeding Prince of love: 

Each of us hopes he dy’d for me. 

And then our griefs remove. 

3 [Our humble faith here takes her rise. 

While sitting round his board; 

And back to Calvary she flies. 

To view her groaning Lord. 

4 His soul, what agonies it felt 

When his own God withdrew; 

And the large load of all our guilt 
Lay heavy on him too ! 

5 But the Divinity within 

Supported him to bear ; 

Dying, he conquer’d hell and sin, 

And made his triumph there.] 

6 Grace, wisdom, justice, join’d and wrought 

The wonders of that day: 

No mortal tongue, nor mortal thought. 

Can equal thanks repay. 

7 Our hymns should sound like those above. 

Could we our voices raise ; 

Yet, Lord, our hearts shall all be love. 
And all our lives be praise. 


Hymn 17. Short Metre, 

Incomparable food ; or, the flesh and blood oj Christ 

1 Y X 7E sing th* amazing deeds 

V V That grace divine performs ; 

Th’ eternal God comes down and bleeds. 

To nourish dying worms. 

2 This soul-reviving wine, 

Dear Saviour, ’tis thy blood ; 

We thank that sacred flesh of thine 
For this immortal food. 

P ? 





458 


Hymn 18 


B. Ill, 


3 The banquet that we eat 

Is made of heavenly things ; 

Earth hath no dainties halt so sweet 
As our Redeemer brings. 

4 In vain had Adam sought, 

And search’d his garden round. 

For there was no such blessed fruit 
In all that happy ground. 

5 Th* angelic host above 
Can never taste this food; 

They feast upon their Maker’s love. 

But not a Saviour’s blood. 

6 On us th* Almighty Lord 
Bestows this matchless grace ; 

And meets us with some cheering word. 
With pleasure in his face. 

7 Come, all ye drooping saints, 

And banquet with the King; 

This wine will drown your sad complaints. 
And tune your voice to sing. 

S Salvation to the name 
Of our adored Christ: 

Through the wide earth his grace proclaim, 
His glory in the high’st. 

Hymn 18 . Long Metre. [*$] 

The same. 

1 TESUS ! we bow before thy feet! 

J Thy table is divinely stor’d! 

Thy sacred flesh our souls have eat, 

’Tis living bread—we thank thee, Lord! 

2 And here we drink our Saviour’s blood; 

We thank thee, Lord! ’tis generous wine, 
Mingled with love; the fountain flow’d 
From that dear bleeding heart of thine. 

3 On earth is no such sweetness found, 

For the Lamb’s flesh is heavenly foed; 

In vain we search the globe around 
For bread so line, or wine so good. 

4- Carnal provisions can at best 

But cheer the heart, or warm the head; 

But the rich cordial that we taste 
Gives life eternal to the dead. 

5 Joy to the Master of the feast; 

His name our souls forever bless ! 

To God the King, and God the Priest, 

A loud hosanna round the place. 




B. III. 


Hymn 19, 20, 


459 


Hymn 19. Long Metre. [&] 

Glory in the cross ; or , not ashamed of Christ crucified• 

1 A T thy command, our dearest Lord, 
li Here we attend thy dying feast: 

Thy blood, like wine, adorns thy board. 

And thine own flesh feeds every guest. 

2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love. 

And trusts for life in one that dy J d: 

We hope for heavenly crowns above 
From a Redeemer crucify’d. 

3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, 

And fling their scandals on thy cause; 

We come to boast cur Saviour’s name, 

And make our triumphs in the cross. 

4 With joy we tell the scoffing age, 

He who was dead has left his tomb; 

He lives above their utmost rage. 

And we are waiting till he come. 

Hymn 20. Common Metre. [&] 

The provisions for the table of our Lord ; or, tire 
tree of life, and river of love. 

1 T ORD, we adore thy bounteous hand, 

JL And sing the solemn feast. 

Where sweet celestial dainties stand 

For every willing guest. 

2 [The tree of life adorns the board 

With rich immortal fruit, 

And ne’er an angry flaming sword 
To guard the passage to’t. 

3 The cup stands crown’d with living juice-; 

The fountain flows above, 

And runs down streaming, for our use, 

In rivulets of love.] 

4 The food’s prepar’d by heavenly art; 

The pleasure’s well refin’d; 

They spread new life through every heart, 
And cheer the drooping mind. 

5 Shout and proclaim the Saviour’s love, 

Ye saints, that taste his wine; 

Join with your kindred saints above, 

In loud hosannas join. 

6 A thousand glories to the God 

Who gives such joy as this ‘ 




460 


Hymn 21 


B. Ill, 


Hosanna ! let it sound abroad, 

And reach where Jesns is. _ 

Hymn 21. Common Metre. [*] 

The triumphal feast for Christ's victory over sin , 
and death , and hell. 

1 [pOME, let us lift our voices high. 

High as our joys arise; 

And join the songs above the sky, 

Where pleasure never dies. 

2 Jesus, the God, who fought and bled. 

And conquer’d when he fell; 

Who rose, and at his chariot wheels 
Dragg’d all the powers of hell: 

3 Jesus, the God, invites us here. 

To this triumphal feast, 

And brings immortal blessings down 
For each redeemed guest.] 

4 The Lord ! how glorious is his face ! 

How kind his smiles appear ! 

And, oh ! what melting words he says 
To every humble ear! 

5 “ For you, the children of my love, 

“ It was for you I dy’d: 

“ Behold my hands, behold my feet, 

“ And look into my side. 

6 “ These are the wounds for you I bore, 

“ The tokens of my pains, 

“ When I came down to free your souls 
“ From misery and chains. 

7 “ [Justice unsheath’d its fiery sword, 

“ And plung’d it in my heart; 

“ Infinite pangs for you I bore, 

“ And most tormenting smart 

8 “ When hell, and all its spiteful powers, 

“ Stood dreadful in my way v 
“ To rescue those dear lives of yours, 

“ I gave my own away. 

9 “ But while I bled, and groanld, and dy’d, 

“ I ruin’d Satan’s throne ; 

“ High on my cross I hung, and spy’d 
tc The monster tumbling down. 

10 “ Now you must triumph at my feast, 

“ And taste my flesh, my blood; 




B. Ill 


461 


Hymn 22, 23. 

“ And lire eternal ages bless’d, 

“ For *tis immortal food.” 

11 Victorious God! what can we pay* 

For favours so divine ? 

We would devote our hearts away, 

To be forever thine.] 

12 We give thee, Lord, our highest praise. 

The tribute of our tongues; 

But themes so infinite as these 
Exceed our noblest songs. 

Hymn 22. Long Metre. [^] 

The compassion of a dying- Christ . 

1 /"'"VUR spirits join t’ adore the Lamb : 

O that our feeble lips could move 
In strains immortal as his name, 

And melting as his dying love ! 

2 Was ever equal pity fouixl ? 

The Prince of Heaven resigns his breath. 
And pours his life out on the ground. 

To ransom guilty worms from death * 

3 [Rebels, we broke our Maker’s laws; 

He from the threatening set us free. 

Bore the full vengeance on his cross. 

And nail’d the curses to the tree.] 

4 [The law proclaims no terror now. 

And Sinai’s thunder roars no more : 

From all his wounds new blessings fiow, 

A sea of joy without a shore. 

5 Here we have wash’d our deepest stains. 

And heal’d our wounds with heavenly blood : 
Bless’d fountain ! springing from the veins 
Of Jesus, our incarnate God.] 

6 In vain our mortal voices strive 
To speak compassion so divine ; 

Had we a thousand lives to give, 

A thousand lives should all be thine. 

Hymn 23. Common Metre. [*] 

Grace and glory by the death of Christ. 

1 [CITTING around our Father’s board, 

^ We raise our tuneful breath; 

Our faith beholds our dying Lord, 

And dooms our sins to death.] 

P r 2 





462 Hymn 24, 25. B. III. 

2 We see the blood of Jesus shed. 

Whence all our pardons rise; 

The sinner views th’ atonement made. 

And loves the sacrifice. * 

3 Thy cruel thorns, thy shameful cross. 

Procure us heavenly erowns : 

Our highest gain springs from thy loss; 

Our healing, from thy wounds. 

4 Oh ! ’tis impossible that we. 

Who dwell in feeble clay. 

Should equal sufferings bear for thee, 

Or equal thanks repay. 

Hymn 24*. Common Metre. [IQ 

Pardon and strength from Christ. 

1 T^ATHER, we wait to feel thy grace, 

JT To see thy glories shine ; 

The Lord will his own table bless. 

And make the feast divine. 

2 We touch, we taste: the heavenly bread! 

We drink the sacred cup : 

With outward forms our sense is fed. 

Our souls rejoice in hope. 

3 We shall appear before the throne 

Of our forgiving God, 

Dress’d in the garments of his Son, 

And sprinkled with his blood. 

4 We shall be strong to run the race. 

And climb the upper sky: 

Christ will provide our souls with grace; 

He bought a large supply. 

5 Let us indulge a cheerful frame. 

For joy becomes a feast; 

We love the memory of his name 
More than the wine we taste. 

Hymn 25. Common Metre. 

Divine glories and grace . 

1 TT OW are thy glories here display’d; 

LL Great God, how bright they shine; 
While at thy word we break the bread. 

And pour the flowing wine! 

2 Here thy revenging justice stands. 

And pleads its dreadful cause; 






B. III. 


Hymn 26. 


463 


Here saving mercy spreads her hands. 
Like Jesus on the cross. 

3 Thy saints attend, with every grace. 

On this great sacrifice ; 

And love appears with cheerful face. 

And faith with fixed eyes. 

4 Our hope in waiting posture sits. 

To heaven directs her sight; 

Here every warmer passion meets. 

And warmer powers unite. 

5 Zeal and revenge perform their part. 

And rising sin destroy ; 

Repentance comes with aching heart. 

Yet not forbids the. joy. 

6 Dear Saviour, change our faith to sight; 

Let sin forever die ; 

Then shall cur souls be all delight, 

And every tear be dry. 


I CANNOT persuade myself to put a full period to these divine Hymns, until 
I have addressed a special SONG OF GLORY to God the Father, the Son, 
and the Holy Spirit. Though the Latin name of it, Gloria Patri, be retained 
in the English nation from the Roman church; and though there may be 
some excesses of superstitious honour paid to the words of it, which may have 
wrought some unhappy prejudices in weaker Christians, yet I believe it still to 
be one of the noblest parts of Christian worship. The subject of it is the doc¬ 
trine of the Trinity, which is that peculiar gVory of the divine nature, that our 
Lord Jesus Christ has so clearly revealed unto men, and is so necessary to true 
Christianity. The aftion is praise, which is one of the most complete and 
exalted parts of heavenly worship. 1 have cast the song into a varioty of 
forms, and have fitted it by a plain version, or a larger paraphrase, to be sung 
either alone, or at the conclusion of another Hymn. 1 have also added a few 
Hosannas, or ascriptions of salvation to Christ, in the same manner, and for 
the same end. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


Hymn 26. First Long Metre. [^] 

A song of firaise to the ever-blessed, I rinity, God 
the Father, Son, and Spirit. 

1 LESS’D be the Father and his love. 



H To whose celestial source we owe 
Rivers of endless joy above. 

And rills of comfort here below. 

2 Glory to thee, great Son of God ! 
From whose dear wounded bodv rolls 
A precious stream of vital blood. 
Pardon and life for dying soul's. 








464 


B. III. 


Hymn 27, 28. 

3 We give thee, sacred Spirit, praise, 
Who in our hearts of sm and wo, 
Mak’st living springs of grace arise, 
And into boundless glory flow. 

4 Thus God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, we adore, 

That sea of life and love unknown, 
Without a bottom or a shore. 


Hymn 27. First Common Metre. pg] 

1 LORY to God the Father’s name, 

V.T Who from our sinful race 
Chose out his favourites, to proclaim 

The honours of his grace. 

2 Glory to God the Son be paid, 

Who dwelt in humble clay, 

And, to redeem us from the dead. 

Gave his own life away. 

S Glory to God the Spirit give. 

From whose almighty power 
Our souls their heavenly birth derive.. 

And bless the happy hour. 

4 Glory to God who reigns above, 

Th* eternal Three in One, 

Who by the wonders of his love 
Has made his nature known. 

Hymn 28. First Short Metre, [jg] 

1 T ET God the Father live 
H Forever on our tongues: 

Sinners from his first love derive 
The ground of all their songs. 

2 Ye saints, employ your breath 
In honour to the Son, 

Who bought your souls from hell and death 
By offering up his own. 

3 Give to the Spirit praise 
Of an immortal strain, 

Whose light, and power, and grace conveys 
Salvation down to men. 

4 While God the Comforter 

Be veals our pardon’d sin, 

O may the blood and water bear 
The same record within! 






B. III. Hymn 29—33. 465 


5 To the great One in Three, 

That seals this grace in heaven. 

The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 
Eternal glory given. 

Hymn 29. Second Long Metre. [$$] 

1 Z'*'' LORY to God the Trinity, 

VJ Whose name has mysteries unknown ; 

In essence One, in person Three ; 

A social nature, yet alone. 

2 When all our noblest powers are join’d 
The honours of thy name to raise, 

Thy glories over-match «ur mind, 

And angels faint beneath the praise. 

Hymn 30. Second Common Metre. 

1 r T > HE God of mercy be ador’d, 

JL Who calls our souls from death. 

Who saves by his redeeming word. 

And new-creating breath. 

2 To praise the Father, and the Son, 

And Spirit all divine, 

The One in Three, and Three in One, 

Let saints and angels join. 

Hymn 31. Second Short Metre. [^] 

1 T ET God the Maker’s name 
L Have honour, love and fear; 

To God the Saviour pay the same. 

And God the Comforter. 


2 Father of Lights above, 

Thy mercy we adore. 

The Son of thine eternal love, 

And Spirit of thy power. _ 

Hymn 32. Third Long Metre. [$$] 

T ^O God the Father, God the Son, 

And God the Spirit, Three in One, 

Be honour, praise and glory given, 

By all on earth, and all in heaven. 


Hymn 33. Or thus. [^] 


A LL glory to thy wondrous name. 
Father of mercy, God of love: 








466 


Hymn 34—38. 


B. III. 


Thus we exalt the Lord, the Lamb, 

And thus we praise the heavenly Dove. 

Hymn 34-. Third Common Metre. [*] 
"VTOvV let the Father, and the Son, 

IN And Spirit be ador'd, 

Where there are works to make him known, 
Or saints to love the Lord. 


Hymn 35. Or thus. [*] 

H ONOUR to the Almighty Three, 
And everlasting One ; 

All glory to the Father be, 

The Spirit, and the Son. 


Hymn 36. Third Short Metre. 


Y E angels round the throne. 
And saints that dwell below. 
Worship tlie Father, love the Son, 
And bless the Spirit too. 


re 


Hymn 37. Or thus , 


G IVE to the Father praise; 
Give glory to the Son; 
And to the Spirit of his grace 
Be equal honour done. 


M 


Hymn 38. Hallelujah Metre, [*Q 

A song offiraise to the blessed Trinity. 

1 T GIVE immortal praise 

I To God the Father’s love. 

For all my comforts here. 

And better hopes above. 

He sent his own To die for sins 

Eternal Son, That man had done. 

2 To God the Son belongs 
Immortal glory too, 

Who bought us with his blood 
From everlasting wo; 

And now lie lives, And sees the fruit 

And now he reigns. Of all his pains. 

3 To God the Spirit’s name 
Immortal worship give, 

Whose new-creating power 
Makes the dead sinner live: 







B. Ill 


Hymn 39—41 


467 


His work completes And fills the soul 
The great design. With joy divine. 

4 Almighty God, to thee. 

Be endless honours done. 

The undivided Three, 

And the mysterious One: 

Where reason tails. There faith prevails. 
With all her powers, And love adores. 

Hymn 39. Hallelujah Metre. [$$] 

1 T^O Him who chose us first, 

A Before the world began ; 

To Him who bore the curse 
To save rebellious man ; 

To Him who form’d Is endless praise 
Our hearts anew. And glory due. 

2 The Father’s love shall run 
Through our immortal songs ; 

We bring to God the Son 
Hosannas on our tongues: 

Our lips address With equal praise. 
The Spirit’s name And zeal the same. 

3 Let every saint above. 

And angels round the throne. 

Forever bless and love 
The sacred Three in One. 

Thus heaven shall raise When earth and time 
His honours high. Grow old and die. 

Hymn 40. Hallelujah Metre. [*] 

T O God the Father’s throne 
Perpetual honours raise; 

Glory to Gcd the Son, 

To God the Spirit praise; 

And while our lips Our faith adores 
Their tribute bring. The name we sing: 

Hymn 41. Or thus, [&] 

T O our eternal God, 

The Father, and the Son, 

And Spirit, all divine, 

Three mysteries in one, 

Salvation, power. By all on earth, 

And praise be given, And all hi heaver. 





468 


Hymn 42—45. 


B. III. 


The HOSANNA ; or, Salvation as¬ 
cribed to Christ. 

Hymn 42. Long Metre. 

1 T T OS ANN A to king David’s Son, 
li Who reigns on a superior throne: 

We bless the Prince of heavenly birth. 

Who brings salvation down to earth, 

2 Let every nation, every age. 

In this delightful work engage; 

Old men and babes in Zion sing 
The growing glories of her King. 

Hymn 43. Common Metre. [*] 

1 TT OS ANN A to the Prince of Grace : 

XT Zion, behold thy King; 

Proclaim the Son of'David’s race. 

And teach the babes to sing. 

2 Hosanna to th’ incarnate Word, 

Who from the Father came; 

Ascribe salvation to the Lord, 

With blessings on his name. 

Hymn 44. Short Metre. [&] 

1 T T OS ANN A to the Son 
IT Of David,* and of God, 

Who brought the news of pardon down. 

And bought it with his blood. 

2 To Christ th’ anointed King 
Be endless blessings given ; 

Let the whole earth his glory sing. 

Who made our peace with Heaven. 


Hymn 45. Hallelujah Metre. [E] 

1 T TOSANN A to the King 
LI Of David’s ancient blood ; 

Behold he comes to bring 
Forgiving grace from God: 

Let old and young And at his feet 
Attend his wav, ’ Their honours lay. 

2 Glory to God on high ; 

Salvation to the Lamb ; 

Let earth, and sea, and sky, 

His wondrous love proclaim : 

Upon his head And every age 

-Shall honours rest. Pronounce him bless’fl. 

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